The human female is supposed to meet some colleagues for a working dinner. She is actually a bit early. Where is everyone else?
No matter. While we wait, Sigyn and I are examining a most marvelous machine. We have seen something similar before, a device which, despite assurances, most definitely did NOT contain candy, though its contents were every bit as bouncy as advertised. I believe this one, however, does contain what Midgardians call “bubble gum.” In fact, it looks as if it might contain enough to replicate the rubbery-looking sculpture we saw on campus. It is certainly the right color for it!
You may recall that we do not have chewing gum on Asgard, and the human female doesn’t keep it in the house. This is because she looks like a masticating bovine when she chews it, so it is Not Allowed. Therefore, I have had little opportunity to try chewing gum of any sort. This could be my chance!
I shall levitate us up for a closer look.
What do you think, Sigyn? Shall we purchase one? The confections appear to be large enough the share, and I have the proper coin in my pocket.
Here goes nothing! (I fervently hope that “beaver” is the device’s manufacturer and NOT the flavor we can expect to receive!)
(clink! grunch, grunch, grunch) Gumball away!
Here it comes!
On your left! Isn’t this exciting?
On its way down to the delivery chute! Keep an eye on it and I’ll get ready to catch.
(Boink!) It has arrived! Are you ready? Be careful–it will roll right out when we open the little door…
Ours at last! It is indeed a superior gumball.
Um, Sweetie? How exactly do you plan to eat this?
And it is at this point that the human female finally realizes that no one else is coming, that I have changed the location of the meeting, and that all the others are all happily munching away and discussing business on the other side of town.