Literary Luminar

1. "Hey" i said. "What's up?" He didn't even look at me. I pretened to be interested in the fish. Imean, they were pretty and everything, s far as fish go. "How come they each have a bowl to themselves?" I asked. "I never seen pet dish kept one to a bowl." "Ruble fish," said the Motorcycle boy. "They'd kill each other if they could."