"Yeah" Jon says, being the man of few words he is and not questioning.
"Good," X says, "because if I sneeze I'm going to die."
That was too much for me, who had all ready started with the giggles in the corner, "like Piglet?" I'm barely able to eek out between the shock, horror, and hysteria of the possibility that this is what he's taken about.
"Yeah, like that." he said, and they started the game.
I kept my mouth shut. I don't know what that little man thinks about the flu, but we'll deal with it.
I'm off to find my costume.