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."

as he sat in his private room, thinking, 'That's the

until we get it.

"Understood, Mr. Ivor."

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

heard that, they clamored. One asked, "Is the seller looking for something

host responded, "Anything will do. You can start naming your items.

a

someone chastised him, "Are you seriously trading that for a priceless clay teapot? The seller will never trade with you unless they have a screw loose." "If you have

offer a painting

Master Orson's works. I don't mean to offend anyone, but the teapot's worth will take your breath away.

He muttered, "Master Orson's paintings are precious and worth collecting, but they're nothing compared to