Scottish Scab To Grumpy Face

The second night is not as good as the first.

This is due to there being no Bright Red Object.

Which is due in large part to the scab.

After the performance the players ( and Terence ) go out to dinner, at Rigoni's.

Feedback, anyone? says Vello.

It wasn't as good without Terence, says Belle.

Yeah, says Sweezus. It was funnier with Terence.

Well, Terence, says David. Have you anything to say?

No, says Terence. I feel all itchy.

You don't have the scab, says Vello. How many times do I have to tell you?

So why am I itchy? asks Terence. It's maths.

Arthur thinks he knows why Terence is itchy from maths.

A plus B minus C over Z, says Arthur.

YES! says Terence.

Ridiculous! says Vello. It's not real maths. And if you'd been listening, that was the formula for why you were red, not the formula for scab.

I thought it was both, says David.

It doesn't matter! says Vello. I just made it up on the spur of the moment. It isn't important!

It is to me, says Terence. He starts scratching.

I have scabs all the time says Arthur. They fall off eventually.

Are we ready to order? asks the waiter. Or are we waiting?

( For what ? Falling scabs?)

They order.

Sheep scab isn't like that, says David. I should know, being Scottish.

What is it like? asks Terence.

It's a mite, says David. A tiny pearly-white mite.

There, Terence, says Belle. You haven't got it. You're not Scottish.

This is patently silly. But everyone waits to see if Terence will swallow it.

He does.

The waiter brings Terence his red milk, and Terence is happy.

The conversation switches to Easter.

So who's doing what for Easter? asks Vello.

We're going camping with Midge and Barbs, says Belle. Me, Sweezie and Arthur.

And me, says Terence.

And Shu, says Arthur.

Yay! says Terence.

Where are you going? asks David.

Clare Valley, says Belle. The Blenheim Music and Camping Weekend. It should be amazing.

I like a jolly bit of music, says Vello. What style?

Bluesy hippy folksy rootsy, says Belle. You wouldn't like it.

This is the first Sweezus has heard of it being bluesy hippy folksy rootsy.

He grimaces at Arthur.

And they're raising money for charity, says Belle. New Hope Cambodia.

So you have to pay to get in? says David.

Ninety nine dollars a person, says Belle.

Arthur makes a grumpy face at Sweezus.

Easter is going to be shit.