Cho-Cho the orangutan eeked out a satisfied grunt.
“You said it, Cho-Cho,” said Rickie Clay, “Spending some much needed vacation time in the Bahamas was just what we needed.”
“Look at that view,” remarked Frankie Clay.
A small beeping noise coming from Rickie’s duffle bag interrupted the pristine silence of the beach.
“You didn’t shut off your top-secret communicator?” Frankie whined at Rickie.
Rickie turned on his communicator. “Clay Brothers! This is General Whitmore. I have an assignm–”
Cho-Cho squealed loudly and chucked the communicator into the ocean.
“You said it, Cho-Cho,” Frankie said as he drifted off to sleep.
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