First Shower

Gaius, Belle and Sartre have arrived in Saint Malo.

It is raining there too.

Where are you staying? asks Sartre.

Hotel Kyriad, says Gaius. You're welcome to share our room, if you'd care to.

Very kind, says Sartre.

Belle unwraps Saint Roley from a fold in her jumper.

At least you're dry, says Belle. How's the Scarabée?

Can't move my legs, says the Scarabée.

....

Sweezus and Arthur are still at the Hip Hop Répétition, with Splosh.

Irma comes over.

Hi Arthur! Remember me?

No, says Arthur.

Irma! says Sweezus. It's Irma.

Irma, says Arthur. Paintball Irma. Fossicker Irma. Debater with Richard Dawkins.

And winner, says Irma. So you do remember.

Yes, says Arthur. You have a twin.

I'm here on my own, says Irma. What're you guys doing?

Leaving tomorrow, says Arthur.

Me too, says Irma. Where are you staying?

Hotel Kyriad, says Sweezus. Come over. Gaius'll be there.

Gaius! says Irma. Okay.

I'll come too, says Splosh.

No, you won't, says Victor. You're in police custody, remember.

So Splosh won't be coming.

.....

Hotel Kyriad.

Gaius opens the door of their room.

It is just as they left it. Baldy's panda long johns are draped over the heater.

I thought I was wearing them! says Baldy.

Ha ha! laughs Terence. You weren't.

Showers everyone, says Belle. Jean Paul, you go first.

Sartre heads for the bathroom, with the specimen jar.

Slam (the bathroom door shuts). Jingle-ting (Sartre places his Rolex on a convenient surface). Grumble (the hot water pipes groan). Woosh (hot water wooshes from the shower head). CURSES! (the Scarabée is soaked and his tiny sticking plasters are loosened.

Disaster!

Best case scenario: His legs won't drop off immediately.

Worst: They will be washed down the outlet.