Medium is pleased.
Offers a game:"Let you, mom, be a monster and you will pursue me and I will run away!"
I am:"Let me go. What kind of monster am I?"
son: "Eye...and let you be very terrible...HABBUL!"
I (restrained from the last strength):" And what does it look like and what does it do" :D
Son: It looks like a terrible big gorilla with nails. He runs after everybody, cries and cries!and "