Forrest and Madelyn strolled into the bustling street market and spotted a monkey performing at the roadside. They paused to watch for a moment.

Spectators were dropping money into a bowl, and when it filled up, the monkey picked it up and handed it to its owner. All the money found its way into the owner's pocket. Someone had a two-dollar bill in hand, and the monkey took it, giving a polite bow to the giver.

Madelyn's interest was piqued. "Forrest, do you think it actually understands human speech?"

Forrest shot her a look that said, "Are you serious?" and gently tugged her away.

Protesting, Madelyn said, "What are you doing? I haven't seen enough!"

"What's so fascinating about a monkey act? Let's keep moving."

"I want to watch a bit longer."

"Not worth it."

"But I've never seen anything like this before."

Suddenly, Forrest halted and released her. "You really want to watch?"

Madelyn nodded, insisting, "Just for a little while!"

"Fine, I'll give you five minutes. Otherwise