“You measure me now, or I don’t leave you alone!” Judy says.
“Ok…, I’ll measure you, stand to the door”, Jim says, and she stand at the door.
“So how tall am I?” Judy asks.
“4’8” tall, as you were last month.” Jim says.
“That can’t be right, last month you were 4’10” tall and now you are shorter than me! Let’s measure you” Judy says surprised.
“I didn’t measure myself for a long time, you must remember it wrong” Jim says.
“Let’s measure you, then.” Judy propose. He agrees and stands to the door.
“So, how tall am I?” Jim asks
“4’7” tall, that means I am the taller one, shorty” Judy says with amusement.
“So what? I am still 3 years older.” Jim says.
“Whatever you say, little brother,” Judy says with a laugh as she leaves his room. Then he said “control my age” and blows some air into the balloon but nothing happened. Then he saw at the instructions that the balloon needed time to recharge.