Ah, the city – filled with foodstuffs of every kind imaginable! There were exotic fruits and vegetables, sumptuous sweetmeats…why, the smells alone were enough to drive him to distraction!
He’d entirely forgotten himself, totally absorbed by all of the new sights and sounds of modern urbana and the shop fronts filled with all manner of amazing things…there was simply no way that Ivan could partake of these kind of culinary delights in the green sward of home.
The trouble was, humans weren’t used to seeing a live gnome.
Hiding in a bric-a-brac store, he laid himself at the mercy of Gerimina, who’d taken pity on him and found him a little duck costume. He couldn’t see, since his head stopped just below the neck, so needed to be led.
Little did he know, but the federal agent walking behind them was suspicious to see the duck head wobbling about…