Nosy had noticed Owen often seemed to be chewing something, and was naturally curious. It had been watching for days, and now it saw Owen unwrap something from silvery paper.
“Owen, can you spare a minute?” called Jack from his office.
Cursing under his breath, Owen put down the paper and its contents.
“What is it now?” he grumbled, heading up the steps.
As soon as Owen had gone, Nosy slunk forward and sniffed. Minty! It delicately picked up the strange thing and started chewing.
A few minutes later, Owen returned to his workstation.
“’Ere, who’s pinched my chewing gum?”