The dragon asked. "No, I suppose not. Sometimes when I open my mouth, flames pop out. And I wouldn't want to singe your hair!"
Josh stammered. "I...wouldn't want you to do that either! So,...Let's not...smile." He smiled thinly.
The dragon burped and a flame shot out. And then he chuckled and more flames shot out.
Josh's eyes grew wide with uneasiness.. "Ah,...maybe we shouldn't...talk either. You know,...the open mouth!"
The dragon started to reply, and then nodded his head. And make a motion as if locking his mouth.