Mont-Saint-Michel.
The riders assemble.
Pablo Neruda arrives, on his own.
He wheels his bicycle past team Etixx-Quick Step.
Hey Pablo, calls Marcel Kittel. Where's your team leader?
Coming, says Pablo.
He hopes it is true.
Terence is wandering in amongst the riders, looking for his grandpa.
Why is no one helping?
Looking for someone? asks Rafal Majka.
Grandpa, says Terence.
No grandpas here, says Rafal.
He must be lying.
(But today, Karl Marx does not look like a grandpa).
Arthur is looking for Pablo and Gaius, his team.
Gaius spots him.
Arthur! says Gaius. Where is Pablo?
Don't know, says Arthur. I'm looking.
Richie Porte hails him.
Arthur! Long time since! Bad luck about Sweezus, hey?
Yes, says Arthur. Now I'm team leader.
Me too, says Richie. It's cool.
Is it? says Arthur. I don't know. And I can't find Pablo.
Over there, says Richie. Reckon he's looking for you.
Thanks, says Arthur. Catch up later?
Sure, says Richie. We can swap team leader notes.
Can't, says Arthur. I've lost my team leader notes. Sweezus wrote them on an old sticky note.
Yeah, no worries, says Richie. Old team leader sticky notes are rubbish. I've got heaps of 'em.
What's the first one, says Arthur.
Know where your team is, says Richie.
Arthur is glad he bumped into Richie.
Got some new poems to show you! shouts Richie, as Arthur recedes.
Hola, Arthur! Gaius has found you at last, says Pablo. What is our plan?
Know where we are, says Arthur.
Alberto Contador, who is passing, overhears him.
That is not enough for a plan, laughs Alberto. Also you must not fall off.
Team Condor has no intention of falling off, says Gaius.
Nor has Team Tinkoff, says Alberto. Ah caramba! Watch out, niño!
Everyone looks down at the niño.
It's Terence.
Looking for grandpa.
Too late now. The race is starting.
The course is long, and flattish. Good for the sprinters.
Good for Mark Cavendish, who outsprints the other sprinters, and tomorrow will wear the yellow jersey.
Good for Arthur, Pablo and Gaius, who have followed sticky notes one and two to the letter.
Bad for Alberto, who hasn't.
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