Dom tried all the chocolates, twice. They were delicious, and gave him something to do so he wouldn’t interrupt Kiko as he explained what had happened earlier. He did, however, chime in at the end of the story when Kiko came to the part with the parakeet.
“Chad was terrified of the thing,” he said. “A little bird.”
“It was flying around erratically and shrieking,” said Kiko. He seemed to be taking a very long time deciding whether he should try a petit four.
“I can just imagine that,” said Katie, sounding thrilled. “Maybe we should buy him one for his birthday on Tuesday!”
Dom wondered how Katie remembered when Chad’s birthday was; he could barely remember when Kiko’s birthday was. But Kiko frowned at her suggestion.
“A pet is not something you buy for someone else,” he said. “It over
