Strolling back down the hill, the little elf almost jumped with glee. He had spotted some kaki, his favourite fruit. Greedily he gobbled one up with a great big bite. Soon his face began to contort and a strange sound seeped out of his mouth, almost like a wail. Poor elf, this was not the sweet kind of kaki, but one that was very, very bitter. The little elf quickly dived down a nearby manhole in embarrassment.