How to go to the cinema

So a duck—and this is my friend’s story, not mine—goes to the cinema, and the man sitting next to the duck asks what my friend was doing there. And the duck is like, “Well, I liked the book.” The man thinks about this. The duck watches him pondering, and he just starts cracking up, he can’t help it. So the man is like, “What’s so funny?” And the duck goes, “Sorry, sorry. But a duck reading a book? It’s just crazy! Haha!” The man tries to picture this, and he starts laughing too. He nods at the duck—you know, one of those  "you’re a really funny duck" kind of nods—and the two of them watch the film. Afterward the man asked what my friend thought. “The book was better,” said the duck. “Much, much better.”