Dragon letting off some steam on a telephone pole. The breeze must be nice up there.
"What do we do, boss?"
"We go on lunch, that's what."
"But what about the..."
"The dragon will leave when she's good and ready."
"Shouldn't we, I don't know, get her to move?"
"...Do you want to go up there and poke a dragon?"
"..."
"Gyros?"

















