"Hey boy, do you want a hotdog? You can't have it (Loek eats the hotdog)."
Translation: A young boy is looking longingly at a hotdog which is being eaten by a person named Loek. The hotdog has a grilled sausage, topped with mustard and ketchup, nestled in a slightly toasted bun. They are outside, under a bright blue sky. The boy is on the left, wearing a red-striped shirt and a hopeful expression, as he watches Loek on the right. Loek is shown mid-bite, grinning, with the hotdog in his hand.
