The mahogany gift box was high-end, inciting anticipation for the treasures within.
Annie asked as well, "Can I open it now?"
Martin replied, "It now belongs to you."
"Tiffany? Or Patek Philippe? Or maybe a diamond the size of a pigeon's egg..."
Annie, full of expectation, opened the gift box to find two more beautifully crafted smaller boxes. She opened the smaller one first, where a pendant lay on black velvet, seeming to be fashioned from the polished fang of some animal.
Opening the other, she found a figure of a clown with a wide grinning mouth, clearly modeled after Martin.
Annie still had a smile on her face, but the disappointment within her surged like a gushing oil well, as she silently scorned, "Is this it? I'd rather have a golden doughnut!"
Martin explained, "These are trophies from a bay crocodile and a wild buffalo that I personally hunted while filming in Australia. I had a master carver specially make them for you."
