J: "How about if I give you this lovely plastic chain?"
S: "THAT smells like I shouldn't play with it."
J: "How about a wicked game of peek-a-boo?"
S: "Uh, no thanks. I'm just going to go back to my bone."
J: "Hmmm. What if I get THIS bone?"
S: "That's mine, too. Where are you going with that?"
J: "Right about here. I dare you to try to take it from me."