Ed: You see a well-groomed garden. In the middle, on a small hill, you see a gazebo.

Eric: A gazebo? What color is it?

Ed: (Pause) It's white, Eric.

Eric: How far away is it?

Ed: About 50 yards.

Eric: How big is it?

Ed: (Pause) It's about 30 feet across, 15 feet high, with a pointed top.

Eric: (rolls dice) I use my sword to detect whether it's good.

Ed: It's not good, Eric. It's a gazebo!

Eric: (Unusually long pause, even for Eric) I call out to it.

Ed: It won't answer. It's a gazebo!

Eric: (Pause) I sheathe my sword and draw my bow and arrows. Does it respond in any way?

Ed: No, Eric. It's a gazebo!

Eric: I shoot it with my bow (rolls to hit). What happened?

Ed: There is now a gazebo with an arrow sticking out of it.

Eric: (Pause) Wasn't it wounded?

Ed: Of course not, Eric! It's a gazebo!

Eric: (Whimper) But that was a plus-three arrow!

Ed: It's a gazebo, Eric, a gazebo! If you really want to try to destroy it, you could try to chop it with an axe, I suppose, or you could try to burn it, but I don't know why anybody would even try. It's a @#%!$*& gazebo!

*(author's note: Ed was in the army, and no, he did not say @#%!$*&. The letter count has not been changed for the linguistically curious. Clue: it was a gerund.)*

Eric: (Long pause - he has no axe or fire spells) I run away.

Ed: (Thoroughly frustrated) It's too late. You've awakened the gazebo, and it catches you and eats you.

Eric: (Reaching for his dice) Maybe I'll roll up a fire-using mage so I can avenge my paladin...