"How many wishes have you fulfilled in the past year?" Ma Lu asked.
"Let me think, six, or maybe seven..." the Bearded foreigner muttered.
"Three, including that taxi driver," the Reindeer said, "Damn, we didn't even reach the passing line. This is a disgrace to the Christmas tribe, it's so embarrassing."
"What's the passing line?"
"Four, four a year."
"Well, then you aren't too far off."
The bearded old man sighed, "You see we are quite lazy now, but we weren't always like this. There was a time when we had many tribespeople, although we would also receive a lot of Wish Stars every year.
"But with everyone chipping in and hustling a bit more, we managed to handle it. Lightning used to be the fastest and strongest Reindeer in the world, running like a streak of real lightning.