Mama Mia: mister Troll!
This is you!
I thought the folder was moving by itself.
Troll: this is me.
Mama Mia: I am pushing the folder and something is pulling it back!
I am pushing it and something pulling it back again!
Troll: where is mister Fool?
Mama Mia: he is a grown man, why would I know where is he.
May be in the wash room.
Troll: for an hour.
King of Fools: mister Troll, do you want someone to watch you?
I finished my book, how to bake cookies.
Mama Mia: bravo!
Troll: "June"?
That's the name?
King of Fools: its "Joune", no cheese.
She was wearing long t-shirt!
And dancing!
All you hear, is music.
Music for everyone to love.
Troll: not in the dreams?
King of Fools: this why I look that much young.
Like 15 years old.
The thing with her,
I only talk to myself and my book.
