I Love You, Miss Genius

Harold said, "Let's stop talking about Bonnie. It'll just bring us bad luck. Master Orson will host an art exhibition soon anyway. We'll attend it together and butter him up. Then, he might be so delighted that he'll give us one of his paintings for free."

"You're right. We'll have to take the chance to butter him up real nice that day," Yolanda added.

"Achoo!" Bonnie sneezed.

"Are you okay, Sis? Did you catch a cold?" Benedict asked with concern.

"It's nothing. My nose was just itchy." Then, Bonnie looked at the last item for bid tonight, and her eyes sparkled.

After taking the stage and discussing the item for a lengthy time, the host said, "Now that I've said a lot about the clay teapot, you should all know how valuable it is. So, I'll stop talking your ears off and start the bidding."

he sat in his private room, thinking, 'That's the same one Grandpa has. I'm sure

get it. Price isn't

"Understood, Mr. Ivor."

sell this item as usual. Instead, we'll trade it off. If you can name an item the seller loves,

the bidders heard that, they clamored. One

naming your items. The seller

a

teapot? The seller will never trade with you unless they

painting of Master

I don't mean to offend anyone, but the teapot's worth

sentiment. He muttered, "Master Orson's paintings are precious and worth collecting, but