Terence is looking for crickets.
And not finding any.
Gaius is wafting Prawny's tail in the air.
The two bell frogs are watching.
No damselflies are so far attracted.
We'd do better to catch them ourselves, says the one who didn't eat Prawny.
We can't catch our own reward, says the neighbour.
I guess not, says the one who didn't eat Prawny.
A damselfly zooms past.
There's one ! says the neighbour.
I saw it, says Gaius. But it doesn't seem interested in the prawn tail.
They prefer living things, says the one that didn't eat Prawny.
Yeah, says the neighbour. Try the crickets. They'll eat anything.
Will they? asks the one who didn't eat Prawny.
Anything, says the neighbour. Decaying matter, dead insects. You name it.
That's disgusting. Forget the crickets, says the one who didn't eat Prawny.
Terence! calls Gaius. Stop looking for crickets.
I've stopped, says Terence.
The damselfly zooms back and forth over the pond.
Snaps up a mosquito.
And zooms away.
You've got to be quick, says the neighbour.
So it would seem, says Gaius. Therefore I wonder if you would reconsider accepting the soft parts of a prawn.
No, we wouldn't, says the neighbour.
What if it isn't Prawny? asks Terence.
Who is it? asks the one who didn't eat Prawny.
Another prawn, says Gaius. It should arrive soon. Our colleague has gone to get it.
Hmm, says the neighbour.
Hmm, says the one who didn't eat Prawny.
Think about it, says Gaius.
They're coming! cries Terence.
He has heard Margaret approaching.
Success! says Margaret, handing Prawny to Terence and a paper-wrapped object to Gaius.
Gaius unwraps the object, which is a cooked prawn with no head or tail, and one black eye dot.
Well done, says Gaius. It looks just like Prawny, however unneccesary that has become.
What are you talking about? says Margaret.
The bell frogs have thought better of consuming Prawny, says Gaius. They are just now considereing the merits or otherwise of eating the substitute prawn.
Let's see it, says the one who didn't eat Prawny.
The two bell frogs look at the substitute prawn.
It looks back at them sadly.
A tear forms in its tiny black eye.