Maple Syrup Pretzels

Me: “Hi, Misha.”

Misha: “Hi, Troy’s dad.”

Me: “Whatcha eating?”

Misha: “A pretzel.”

Me: “Oh, wow! Is it good?”

MIsha: “Yeah, it’s maple…mom, what’s it called?”

Misha’s Mom: “It’s maple syrup.”

Misha: “Yeah, it’s maple syrup.”

Me: “Yum, that sounds good! Where did you get it?”

Misha: “From the police officer.”

Me: “You stole Mr. Brian’s snack?!”

Misha’s Mom: “Oh, she takes his snacks every day.”

Me: “You do?”

Misha: “Yeah. Do you want to smell it?”

Me: “Uh…okay.”

Misha: “See, it smells like maple syrup.”

Me: “It sure does. I hope you enjoy it.”