Horrible Faces

It might be easier if they both went in the packet, says Gaius. 

But... begins Carl-Botanist.

Good idea, says Jean-Botanist.

Okay, says Terence. Is it ready?

Yes, says Gaius. I've filled it with sea water. 

Terence helps Jean-Botanist and Carl-Botanist into the croissant packet.

Are you going to close it? asks Terence.

Of course, says Gaius. I'll twist the top of the packet several times.

What happens when you let go? asks Terence.

I won't let go until we reach the campground, says Gaius. Then we'll see.

Ready? asks Denis. 

Ready, says Gaius.

What about Ageless? asks Terence.

Ask him, says Gaius.

Terence goes over to Ageless who is relaxing in the sun.

Are you coming to the campground? asks Terence.

Why would I? asks Ageless.

We're all going, says Terence. 

To do what? asks Ageless.

More science, says Terence. More botomy. And have lunch.

It's botany, says Ageless. Are those botanists going?

Yes, says Terence. 

They should be re-thinking their field, says Ageless.

What does that mean? asks Terence.

They should think about doing underwater botany, says Ageless.

Yes! says Terence.

I bet they aren't, says Ageless.

You should tell them, says Terence.

Okay, says Ageless. Anything to be helpful.

He adjusts his sunnies.

Lobster Guy is ready.

Terence climbs up the rocks to the trail where Gaius and Denis are checking the tyres on their bikes.

Is he coming? asks Gaius.

Yes, says Terence. He's got an idea for the botomists.

Botanists, says Denis. What is it?

Underwater botomy, says Terence.

Denis is delighted with the term.

Hear that? says Denis.

I heard that, says Gaius. Hold this for a minute, Terence.

He hands Terence the croissant packet with the two botanists inside.

He proceeds to pump up his back tyre.

Terence holds the croissant packet up at eye level.

He is going to tell Jean-Botanist and Carl-Botanist about their new field.

Guess what? asks Terence.

They look at him through the see-though packet. 

The packet starts spinning.

Slowly at first, then faster.

Gaius's twists are unfurling.

It stops at last.

Now there are no secure twists at the top.

Terence twirls the croissant bag in the opposite direction.

Many times.

But again it starts to unwind before he can stop it.

The cuttlefish botanists don't like it.

They make horrible faces at Terence.

Terence notices the horrible faces.

That's not it, says Terence.