Jeremy, a nice clean kiddo is playing in his room folding origami cranes (tsurus, shouts out for the anime fans out there). Mormonish looking dad, Mr. Monroe, comes in with a pipe and a cardigan, hair perfectly combed, and the canned cheerish from the live audience heats the room.
-Hey son! What are you playing?- says with a white perfect smile.
-I'm doing origami, dad.- Jeremy continues folding a scrap of paper, no one notices he's actually not doing anything, just rolling papers to look cool.
-Ori-what? Son, are you hanging out with the wrong crowd?
-No dad, my teacher taught us to do it at school. He told us is an ancient art from Japan.
-Japan? hahaha. Son, remember Pearl Harbour. - Mr. Monrow takes off his pipe and smiles to the camera, the crowd claps hysterically.
-Don't worry dad, this is a good thing. Our teacher says if we fold a thousand cranes... -Tsurus.- Interrupts Mr. Monroe.
-If we fold ten hundreds of these you get a wish granted.
- And it works? Jeremy finishes folding a small crane and his mother starts screaming off-screen: -Why the fuck is all the furniture made out of chocolate and white chocolate!? And my wardrobe is only... camo-jackets!?
Jeremy is smilling and turns to his dad. -Yes, it works.- Mr. Monroe takes off his pipe with a smile.
-Oh Jeremy, you know I don't like white chocolate.- Smiles to the camera and the crowd goes crazy and all ends with a silly tune.
Jeremy spoke in class today.
