“Gaston (name changed to protect the young and naughty) showed his zizi to everyone today at the cantine during the cheese course!!!”
“Did that bother you?” I asked.
“Non,” Camile said. “I just told him that I would tell the teacher if he didn’t give me ten of his best Pokemon cards.”
Camile pulled Gaston’s ten best Pokemon cards out of her jacket pocket and flashed them at me with a toothless grin.
“It worked! I hope Gaston shows his zizi tomorrow.”