Duma2005

Xan:
[observing Peter as he is biting a flower] What on earth are you doing?

Peter:
Well, this is simple. You just grab a shaker, fill it up, stuff in the flower and you have... a bottle.

Tourist #1:
[brings a bowl of milk] Here you are.

Peter:
Cheers! [pours the milk into a pepper shaker and straps the flower to it]

Xan:
[the cub bites him] Ah! He's feisty, dad.

Peter:
See if this helps. [hands Xan the bottle and clicks his tongue to coax the cub]

Xan:
[the cub begins to drink a little bit] Hey, he's drinking it!

Peter:
Good.

Xan:
Black streaks all along his face. You know what that means?

Peter:
What?

Xan:
A cheetah!

Peter:
A cheetah? Yeah. How long would you like to keep him, Xan? Of course there is something you need to realize... we can't keep him like we keep the others. One day we'll set him lose, when he's big enough.