"It's nice to meet you too, Joshua. How old are you?"
"I'm eight. Nearly nine now."
"Ah...very good age. What do you want to do when you grow up?"
"I want to run a company that mines for gold on the ocean floor. I've already designed a submarine to do the job. I am going to be very rich."
The monk stares at Joshua. Joshua stares at the monk. I smile broadly, shake hands with the man and drive home.
