Dawkins was reading a book in the park when Dolly walked over to him.

"I want a rematch!" She said.

"What?" Asked Dawkins.

"I want to do a rematch of us doing silly faces, and this time it won't be interrupted by a duck who doesn't know how an iPhone works!" Said Dolly.

"If you insist." Said Dawkins, apathetically. "Shall we start with that tongue thing?"

"Exactly!" Dolly replied.

The two of them began rotating their tongues. Dolly was rotating her's fast enough to propel herself like a helicopter.

"That's new." Said Dawkins.

"You'd be amazed at what the power of stories can grant." Said Dolly.

They both tried the breath holding contest again, only for them both to pass out twenty seconds in. After both of them regained consciousness, Dolly got out two balloons.

"Okay, let's see who can blow up our balloon bigger in one puff." She said.

"Are you sure that another breath-related contest is a good idea?" Dawkins asked, sensibly.

"What's the worst that could happen?" Dolly asked, inflating her balloon for twenty five seconds before collapsing.

"Guess I win by default." Said Dawkins. "I'll call an ambulance."