Interpretations Of V

Sweezus chucks a soy bean at Arthur to get his attention.

Arthur looks round.

Sweezus wants him! Arthur offers the scissors to Lydia.

Hold these, says Arthur.

No way, says Lydia. I'll get thrown off the plane.

Arthur stands up with the scissors, and edges past Lydia and Tilly.

Now he's in the aisle, directly behind Maria Palomino.

She turns round.

If I were you, says Maria Palomino, I'd put those scissors in my pocket.

Just in time. A flight attendant walks past.

Discuss my offer, says Maria Palomino.

She offered us a thousand for one of the hessian wrapped Sea Salts, says Sweezus.

Take it, says Arthur.

But we've only got two with swan eyes, says Sweezus.

You have two, says Maria Palomino. I'll take both, for one thousand eight hundred.

Two thousand five hundred for the pair, says Arthur.

Sweezus agrees that she ought to pay more for the pair.

Maria Palomino has little choice if she wants both the Sea Salts.

Will you take a cheque? asks Maria Palomino.

Cash only, says Arthur.

Then here is a deposit, says Maria Palomino.

She hands Sweezus five hundred Australian dollars in cash.

For this I would like to see the product, says Maria Palomino.

Up there, says Sweezus, pointing at the overhead locker. Get one out, Arthur.

Arthur opens the overhead locker.

A package falls out.

The ecofriendly string has unravelled and the swan eye has slipped below the confines of the hole.

It sees nothing.

Sea Salt falls onto the cabin floor of the Dreamliner, in no particular configuration.

Maria Palomino bends down to retrieve the salt particles.

May I help you? asks Simon, who has an aisle seat and who has been watching.

Thank you, says Maria Palomino. Strictly speaking I shouldn't do this. The salt's not yet mine.

If it becomes yours, I advise you not to consume it, says Simon. That's a PVC lining.

What's going on? asks Gaius.

Our first sale, says Arthur.

Well done! says Gaius.

Maria Palomino stands up. She hands Arthur the hessian bag, the lining and most of the sea salt.

I'll be in touch at the end of the flight, says Maria Palomino.

She walks unsteadily back to her seat in Premium Economy, due to more turbulence.

The particles of Sea Salt on the cabin floor jiggle into a configuration.

V

Which doesn't look good, in one interpretation.

But does look quite good in another.