Lenny continued to chat with his new friends.

"So, uh, what do you guys do in your free time?" he said, changing the topic.

"Crumb climbing," (crumb climbing is like rock climbing, but you climb crumbs) Carson replied.

"Reading," Molly said, which wasn't true, but she wouldn't DARE share the truth.

"Could we go crumb climbing?!" asked Lenny excitedly. "I have never done it before."

"Okay, but we are gonna need to pick up some supplies," Carson said. "Unless you wanna, y'know, fall, and break your lead." (that would be head, but in this case, it is lead)

The three friends wandered toward Cool Climbz, a small hut hung top to bottom with climbing gear, helmets, kayaks, and anything you would need on an adventure in the wilderness.

"Hello! What are you looking for today?" said the salesman politely. "I would buy this," he said holding a flashlight.  "It has changeable light settings! See?" 

He started to press each of the six buttons on the side of the flashlight one by one, each time a differently shaped light appeared on the cardboard wall of the hut.

Molly had trouble saying no to sale offers, so she elbowed Carson lightly to tell him that he had to do it.

But before the paper clip could let a sound out of his mouth, Lenny piped up.

"Uh, maybe another time. But right now we are really only interested in crumb climbing. Have anything to use for it?"

"Um, yes." replied the sales clerk, a little disappointed that he couldn't convince them to purchase one of the more expensive items. "Here are some climbing helmets and ropes," he said, holding up the items he had listed. "Oh, and some grapples too, they will help a ton."

"'Kay, thanks," said Carson, pulling the climbing gear from the clerk's arm (they still had no hands). 

"That'll be 120 fake dollars please." (they did live inside a school desk, so they had school money as well)

"That's quite a lot, but whatever," Carson muttered, reaching into his wallet for the cash.

Carson armed (they still don't have hands) the notes over to the salesman, giving him a greedy expression on his face.

"Don't let the door hit you on the way out!" are the last words the trio heard before they exited the small cardboard hut. And luckily, they didn't let the door hit them.

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