William: I am the Dark Lemur, the royal pet!
Zoe: Great, we are ready for the Royal Ball. I will have the servants gather the mangleroons.
Me: Do you mean “macaroons”?
Zoe: No, mangle-roons! They grow on bushes.
Me: Should I worry about them biting?
Zoe: Oh, no they’re perfectly safe. They only bite when you try to pick them and they’re not ripe.
William: Except for Dark Lemurs! Those are dangerous even to mangleroons! But mostly they just eat gazelle and reindeer meat.
Zoe: Exactly. There are only seven living dark lemurs because they are quite tasty.
William: Yeah! And they’re nice only if you pet them. If you don’t pet them, they throw bolts on you. They’re black pepper bolts. And they turn you into their servants.
Me: Well, alright then.