Later that night, Me and Balto was perched on his crooked, decrepit boat, watching the town with some smiles.
Me: Sure is a nice view
Balto: It sure is
I looked over at Balto.
Me: Hey listen, thanks for letting me stay in your boat, I appreciate it
Balto: Hey it's nothing, we always have room for anyone like you, if only they were friendly like you
Me: I understand ya, I know what it's like with people nowadays
Balto: I guess we think alike
Me: I guess we do
As we continued to observe the town Boris made his way over to us, intrigued.
Boris: And what is so interesting?
Balto: Jenna
Boris: Is love
Me: Jenna?
Boris: She's Balto's.....uh....lover
Me: Huh, well ok then
Balto: Ugh
Boris: So go make move! When the angels' balalaika's strum the sweet song of love? Mambo!
The goose, performed yet another dance.
Balto: Nah. . .she's not my type
Boris: And why not? This wolf business again? And what's wrong with being half and half I like to know! Sometimes, I wish like crazy I was half eagle!
Balto: Why?
Me: Yeah why?
Boris: Better profile, for one thing. And no one eats you for another!
Me: Okay then, but Balto I think you should try to talk to her
Balto: Come on Cal, don't push it
Me: I'm serious, you should just try it
Balto then looked down and had a thought about it. He then looked back up at me.
Balto: I guess I could give it a try
Me: That's the spirit, come on
I then got off the boat.
Balto: What now?
Me: Yeah, come on
Balto: Well ok
Balto then jumped off the boat and we began walking to the town as the sun was disappearing from the horizon.
Boris: Be careful you two!