He removed the decorative paper from the top of the bag and asked me, "What's this?"
"That's tissue," I said.
He looked at it, puzzled, and wandered off.
I heard him ask another woman at the party, "Is this tissue?" She confirmed that it was. Then he came back to show me the paper, and he asked me again, "Is this tissue?"
I told him it was, and he left again.
A few minutes later he was back. He handed me the paper. "Is this tissue?" he asked.
I took the paper and said with exaggerated patience. "Yes, Little Boy. It's tissue."
"Good," he said. "Because I sneezed in it."
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