The Twittering Machine

The philosophers are in Adelaide, for the Fringe. Marie and Belle et Bonne are waiting for The VeloDrone and Le Bon David at the backpacker hostel where the four of them are staying.

The VeloDrone and Le Bon David enter the common room.

The VeloDrone: Hello my dears! We've just seen a wonderful show. It had a bicycle in it!

Le Bon David: And it was free!

Marie: What was it called?

The VeloDrone: The Twittering Machine. A man sat on a bicycle, a bell rang, a birdcage came down over his head and he began tweeting like a bird.

Belle et Bonne: That sounds very silly.

Le Bon David: Oh, that was only the beginning. He got off the bicycle and set up an elaborate machine. Then he put his finger into a mousetrap.....

Marie: Why would anybody put their finger into a mousetrap?

The VeloDrone: In the interests of science, my dear. The snapping of the mousetrap set off a series of events involving a mechanical duck, a bow and arrow, a boxing glove, a basketball, a mop and other things too numerous to mention. The series of events ended with four eggs dropping simultaneously into four glasses of water.

Le Bon David: A brilliant demonstration!

Belle et Bonne: Of what? You two are easily pleased. But you did better than us. We went looking for the installation on level two, 50 Rundle Mall.

The VeloDrone: Isn't that Spotlight?

Marie: Yes, how do you know? Oh, is that where you two bought the material for your costumes?

Le Bon David: The ill-fated costumes.

The VeloDrone: Who knew it would rain in Adelaide on Fringe Opening night ? Anyway, how was your installation?

Belle et Bonne: Almost indistinguishable from the other bolts of cloth and dummies. Basically that was what it was.

Marie: Yes, disappointing.

The VeloDrone: Perhaps you have the wrong attitude my dears. You need to enter into the spirit of things, at the Fringe. Everything is fun, fun, fun. And now I think we should all put on our raincoats and go and visit the Garden of Unearthly Delights.