World Famous Reporter, Tintin, is at the local maltshop, living any young boy's dream. As the Belgian teen digs into a banana split, he and his white wire fox terrier, Snowy, are sharing a conversation. No. Really. As it said in the file, that those generous government people had given him, his beloved companion can finally talk. And, what a talker he was!

"Snowy, if you finish your vanilla cone too soon, I won't be asking the waiter for another."

"Wooah," the little dog, who was at his companion's feet, simply licks his lips and insists, "well, then, I'll be asking the waiter for another myself!"

This seventeen year-old wasn't the type to fight with his dearest friend; he just smiles, and wonders if he should ever tire of this. No, he thinks. He won't.