“Anyone else?” Brandon burst in.
“Go Red!” Sammy yelled. Brandon turned to him, confused. “You mean, Gold?” “No, I like red better. Or red and white!” “What? Why?” “I know!” Jarryd yelled as he raised his hand. “Because red and white make pink. And pink is hot.” “No,” Sammy stated. “Becauthe red and white are the colorth of dead unicornth.” Brandon raised both hands in the air. “Whoa! What? Why? No one wants to be like a dead unicorn.” “I wish I was a dead unicorn.”