"Fine, I give up," Frederick said, getting tired of the spontaneous game of charades his younger brothers had decided to play. This was the sort of game that was more fun with several people playing, and worse, right now it was two against one.
Peder looked at Anton and smirked. "Reindeer!" Peder shouted triumphantly.
"That looked nothing like a reindeer," Frederick snorted.
"I got it immediately when we were playing each other earlier today," Anton declared.
"Well," Frederick said, getting up, "you two can figure that stuff out, but it's beyond me."
"Wait! Fred! It's not that late!"
"Good night."