“Thank you so much for having us, Great Clown.”
The Great Clown from Above had a huge smile. He wore a huge white, bulging pair of trousers that came big to him. To prevent him from dropping it, he had it securely fastened with red elastic straps, although to the misfortune of Peter and Corinne, the Great Clown was not wearing his usual red nose on that occasion, which he only wore in public.
“Oh, oh, oh, boy, stop treating me with so much respect. I"m just a clown.”
Corinne couldn"t focus the lens well; she was very nervous. Her friends would die of envy when they knew she had met the Great Clown from Above.
“Of course, sir,” Peter apologized.
“Just call me, Clown Smith. We reserved the word ‘sir’ for the elderly.”
Clown“Of course, Clown Smith.”
Clown“Awesome. You want a lollipop?”
