The day's racing has begun. The sun is shining.
Team DDD has a feeling that today something good will happen.
So does Team Etixx Quick Step.
Team Condor has no such feeling.
Gaius: A clown! Arthur, what were you thinking?
Arthur: What's wrong with clowns?
Gaius: Nothing, normally.
Pablo: Then you can't really blame Arthur.
Gaius: But this one has kidnapped young Terence.
Pablo: Poor little niño!
Arthur: And his parrot. Did it occur to you he might have just wanted the parrot?
Gaius: And that makes it BETTER?
Arthur: The parrot speaks French, and she's an excellent storyteller. Did you hear the one she told Terence?
Gaius: No. And shouldn't we be pedalling faster?
Arthur: Nothing's stopping us.
Pablo: So are we or aren't we? You're the team leader.
Arthur: Do you want to hear the story, or pedal faster?
Pablo: Story!
Gaius: Well, I shall pedal faster. Oh, by the way. Have you heard the latest?
Arthur: About what?
Gaius: Sweezus. No, you wouldn't have. You never have any charge in your phone.
Pablo: Ay! Me either.
Gaius; Keep up boys, and I'll tell you. It seems Vello called Belle to ask her to join them. They miss the nice snacks she used to slip in their feed bags.
Pablo: Is she coming? I thought she was nursing Sweezus.
Gaius: He's a lot better. And he's coming too.
Arthur: But not as team leader.
Gaius: No, as an observer. But my guess is he'll have a few words to say to you two.
Arthur doesn't look all that worried.
Gaius rides off.
He pedals harder and harder.
So do the rest of the peloton. It's long hot day on the saddle.
Arthur and Pablo have dropped back, while Arthur tells Pablo the story.
It's about a disappearance in a bath tub, says Arthur.
Is there a plug in the plug hole? asks Pablo.
My, isn't Pablo quick witted!
Meanwhile at the front of the race it is between Mark Cavendish and Marcel Kittel.
Close, close, closer!
Mark Cavendish pips Marcel Kittel.
Sometimes you can have a good feeling for a reason. Sometimes for no reason at all.
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