Bradley walked into Nick's apartment.
"Hey, dude! We're going to be late for the movie!"
"Hold on, I'll be right out."
"I'm going to grab a soda out of the fridge." Bradley walked into the kitchen to see a short figure staring back at him.
"Umm... Nick? Who's the kid?"
Nick walked into the kitchen toweling his hair.
"Him? That's Larry. He's not a kid. See the beard?"
"But... He's so short."
"Dude, he's a gnome."
"A gnome. You're trying to tell me that the two foot tall guy with a beard standing here in a brilliant blue smock and a red pointed hat is a gnome."
"Yep."
"He's wearing chaps."
"Yeah, well Larry has become hooked on the old west. He's really handy. I don't have do housework at all any more. Watch
"Larry, pick up the living room, please."
"You got it, Nick." Larry walked past Bradley as he headed into the living room. Bradley turned in consternation as the gnome passed.
"Umm... Dude, tell him there are supposed to be pants under his chaps. Please."
