Charlie had moved over to where the fly was currently resting, and he looked at it through his magnifying glass. "Actually," he countered, "they seem to be much more interesting than you think. Have a look!" and he offered her the magnifying glass.
Lizzie carefully accepted the magnifying glass from Charlie and held it to her eye, peering closely at the little fly. "You're right!" she exclaimed. "This one has a very pretty pattern on it. Do you think it's something special?"
"Not really," interjected Bubbles, who had been inside to retrieve his book about insects, and had found a page about flies. There seemed to be lots of different types, and he asked Lizzie to describe the pattern she had seen.
"Well," she replied, "It looks like lots of little white triangles lined up in separate rows."