While Rover and the others ran underground to Morocco, Kayla sat in a classroom with the BFB on her knee.
‘Oh,’ said one of the other students. ‘Is that your baby?’
‘No,’ said Kayla. ‘It’s my granny.’
‘That was excellent work, Kayla,’ said the sarcasm teacher. ‘A top-class smart answer. I hope you were all listening.’
The teacher’s name was Dr Holly Notte-Lykely. She was one of the world’s greatest experts on smart answers.
‘Now, Kayla,’ said Dr Notte-Lykely. ‘Will you, please, pass the baby on to the next student.’
The next student was a young man called Kevin. Kayla put the BFB on his knee. The BFB looked very happy there. She looked up at Kevin, pulled his beard and laughed.
‘Now,’ said Dr Notte-Lykely. ‘Somebody ask Kevin the question.’
‘Oh, Kevin,’ said Kayla. ‘Is that your baby?’
‘Eh – no,’ said Kevin.
‘That wasn’t very sarcastic,’ said Dr Notte-Lykely.
‘Goop,’ the BFB agreed.
‘Eh,’ said Kevin. ‘I think I’m after making a mistake. I don’t think I should be here. I thought, like, sarcasm was about rock climbing.’
‘Really?’
‘Yeah, maybe,’ said Kevin, very sarcastically. ‘As if.’
He had fooled all of the others in the room.
‘Excellent,’ said Dr Notte-Lykely. ‘Let’s hear a big clap for Kevin – not! Pass the baby.’
‘Goop,’ said the BFB.
She was having a great time.