Mabel: ‘I’ve got a bogey!’

She says to me with her finger up her nose.

Alice: ‘Oh, don’t pick that, darling. Go and get a tissue.’

She leaves and returns a moment later.

Mabel: ‘I picked it off!’

Alice: ‘…and where did you put it?’

She smiles.

Alice: ‘…It’s in your mouth, isn’t it?’

She chews.

Alice: ‘Oh, Mae-Mae!’

She roars with laughter.