| Bagman
: |
Correct! There was a Swedish Short-Snout, a Welsh
Green, a Chinese Fireball, and, as Harry Potter remembers, a Hungarian
Horntail, but no Romanian Longhorn. |
| Jordan
: |
A blood-thirsty, ferocious band of flame-breathing monsters if ever
there was one. |
| Bagman : |
Indeed, and with the most putrid breath of any creatures alive... |
| Jordan : |
Well, I don't know about that. |
| Bagman : |
Which reminds me of Fulham, Bilkham & Steele's Miracle Mint
Mouthwash... |
| Jordan : |
Here we go again. |
| Bagman : |
My minty-fresh breath is a testament to the miraculous power of this
product! Go on, Jordan, take a whiff! |
| Jordan : |
WHOA! Take it easy there, Baggy. Don't blow me away. |
| Bagman : |
Well, what do you think? Isn't that some miraculously powerful stuff? |
| Jordan : |
It's powerful stuff, all right. But your powerfully strong breath not
withstanding, perhaps we could discuss Miracle Mint Mouthwash's merits
at some other point in time (and preferably at a considerable distance.) |
| Bagman: |
Whatever you say, Junior. And now for the next question: |
