Why Are You Here?

I hope Emma's alright, said Marie

Yes, maybe she's too afraid to come out, said Belle et Bonne. I'll just take a peek.

Splatt! Emma scored a direct hit on Belle et Bonne.

Belle, dear! said Marie, reaching out to pull her back.

Splatt! Emma scored a direct hit on Marie. 

Good work Emma! said Professor Freud, from behind his barrel. Now it's just you and me.

Splatt! Emma had raced around behind Professor Freud's barrel and shot him in the back.

Game over.

I told you we'd win, said Irma.

I don't call that winning, said Sweezus. The game was too short. The rules were changed. It was rigged.

That's how Professor Freud likes it, said Irma. Especially when people aren't paying.

We would have paid, said Sweezus.

No, friends don't pay, said Irma. At least not for the game. But they usually pay for the icecreams.

Icecreams all round! cried Professor Freud jovially. And you people can pay! Let's go to the Ripple and Swirl.

They all changed out of their paint-splattered overalls and rode their bicycles down to the Ripple and Swirl.

Sweezus took the twins over to the counter to choose their icecreams.

Professor Freud leaned back in his chair and looked sternly at Marie and Belle et Bonne.

Now tell me the truth, he said. Why are you here?