Hoverboards and Fish

Sig and I went to Maguro's house. We were going to visit. Hopefully, we don't have to worry about another American game show.

We walked in Maguro's place. Ringo was there.

"Hey Maguro, hey Ringo." I greeted.

"Hello." They both greeted back in unison.

Sig seemed interested in examining Maguro's living room.

Maguro had a decent sized living room. A couch, a TV (which was really big), his gaming stuff, movies, and something that had wheels on it.

"What's this?" Sig pointed at the thing with 2 wheels.

"Oh, that's a hoverboard." Maguro responded.

Sig picked it up. He didn't notice that the thing was plugged in.

"Why does it have wheels if it hovers?" Sig asked Maguro.

"It doesn't actually hover. It just is called that." Ringo said.

"Oh."

I nodded. Sig put it down.

"So, how's business?" I ask.

"It's been good." Maguro responded, "The trout is selling pretty well."

"That's nice." I say.

"I wonder why." Maguro wondered.

"It amazing." Ringo noted.

"Maybe it's selling well because it's American." Maguro wondered.

"No, I meant that." Ringo corrected. She pointed at Sig.

Sig was spinning around on the thing with wheels.

"He figured it out all on his own." Maguro noted.

"It took you hours to get used to that." Ringo noted.

"It didn't take hours!" Maguro interjected, "It took an hour."

"Close enough." Ringo sighed.

"It's funny." I noted. "We went from talking about fish to those things with wheels."

"Hoverboards." Maguro corrected.

"What?" I asked.

"It called a hoverboard." Maguro stated.

I nodded.

"Back onto fish." Ringo said.

"Well, I will say that the mackerel hasn't been doing well." Maguro noted.

"Mackerel doesn't taste that great." I said.

"I think it tastes fine, but isn't the best." Ringo said.

Sig rode past us. He seemed to be doing really well on it.

"What is the purpose of a hoverboard?" I ask.

"I think it's just one of those things for fun." Maguro replied, "It is a way to get around."

Sig rode into the living room.

"What are your thoughts on salmon?" I ask, trying to change the subject.

"I like salmon." Ringo said.

"Me too." Maguro responded, "Tuna is good too."

"That's your name." Ringo noted.

"I know. But it tastes good too." Maguro responded.

Ringo sighed.

"Now I'm in the mood for fish." I said.

"Yeah, so am I." Ringo noted.

"I don't have any now." Maguro said, "And I'm too lazy to walk to our store."

"That's okay, I can wait for lunch." I said.

"Yeah." Ringo also said.

Sig was still spinning around. I'm surprised he hasn't gotten bored yet. He went to the kitchen.

"When did you get that?" I ask.

"Christmas." Maguro responded.

"Good ol' Christmas." Ringo noted.

"Do cats steal your fish often?" I ask.

"Sometimes." Maguro responded, "We don't really worry about the cats"

Sig rides in to the room. He goes by the outlet. Sig turns off the board and plugs it in. He walks over.

"So, whaddya guys talking about?" Sig asked.