My friend, he broke out at last, "I have a little idea, a very strange, and probably utterly impossible idea. 
My friend said, "I have a weird idea."
My friend said, "I don't have any ideas."
There are two children standing.
A girl is holding a bag.
A man mops a floor.
Fena Dim was protected from marauders.
A woman is strumming a harp.
There is a woman, wearing a funny hat, standing in front of a bank.