The first step in any job is to have the proper equipment. I didn’t have any of that, so I made do with a makeshift turban and a pumpkin for a crystal ball
“Mr. Eko, I’m looking into my pumpkin and I’m seeing…”
“…that you want to eat this treat”
“Oh my gosh, Will! How did you know exactly what I was thinking!?”
“I told you I was psychic!!! But let’s try once more to be sure”
“Hmm, my not-quite-crystal ball is telling me that there is something else on your mind now. You don’t want that treat…”
“…you want this one!!”
Eko didn’t answer, but since he took the entire treat in one bite that barely fit in his mouth, I can assume my reading was spot on
I think we can all agree that after this rigorous testing, the only logical conclusion is that I am a pet psychic. The only other possibility is that Eko is always thinking the same thing, but surely there is no way his only thoughts are about eating treats…right?
Like I said, there is no doubt that I am a psycho. Um, I mean a psychic!
