"Thanks. I'm fine," he replies, setting the hot dog, (in its container, of course,) on the table. But now there's the problem of what to do with the huge plush dog. He doesn't want to set it on the ground because then it will get dirty, but he also wants to be able to actually sit down to eat.

"Actually, maybe I could use your help. I don't know what to do with this," Isa says, wiggling the plush in hand before scrunching his lips together in frustration. Why did the plushie have to be so damn big?