Point Impossible

The seat beside Terence is empty.

Saint Roley has not yet come back.

Sweezus is in the window seat behind Terence.

How's it going, little buddy?

Terence is wearing the noise reducing headphones and does not turn around.

Sweezus stands up. The seat beside him is empty.

It is Gaius's seat and Gaius is still waiting for Saint Roley, outside the toilet.

Sweezus edges past Simon. and eases his way into the next row, past Buzz.

He sits down in the seat vacated by Saint Roley.

He quickly stands up again. Yerk.

Terence is singing along with a movie called Frozen.

Let it GO-O-O! Al least Terence looks happy.

Shit, says Sweezus.

Should've warned you, says Buzz.

You should've, says Sweezus.

Yeah. The flight attendant hasn't been round to pick up the cushion, says Buzz.

Sweezus chucks the cushion into the aisle.

She'll come now.

Your bird ate Laughing Cow cheese, says Buzz. He was okay until he wasn't. Then it was like a volcano!

He only likes molluscs, says Sweezus. But he'll try anything. What did you have?

Tuna poke bowl, says Buzz.

I nearly had that, says Sweezus. But I chose the roast chicken, and regretted it.

Yeah, says Buzz. Tuna poke bowl was awesome.

What was in it?

Umm.....

To better remember, Buzz tries to bring up a burp. He succeeds easily.

Cubes of sushi grade tuna, rice vinegar, burrp, sesame oil, red pepper flakes, burrp, green onions, sesame seeds and brown rice, says Buzz.

I like how you did that, says Sweezus. You a surfer?

Newcastle boy, says Buzz, Of course I'm a surfer. We've got twenty nine surf breaks.

No shit, says Sweezus.

Yep, says Buzz. The Wedge, The Spit, The Indot, The Reef, Nobby's Bank, Point Impossible, Pogo's, the Bombie, Sailors Rock, Point X.....

The flight attendant comes by to pick up the soiled cushion.

Sorry, guys, says the flight attendant. I've been so busy. Oh! What's this on it?

Cheese vomit and sea salt, says Sweezus.

The flight attendant hurries away.

In the galley she asks a colleague to help her separate the cheese vomit from the Sea Salt.

It's meant to be able to predict the future, she says to her colleague.

Cheese vomit? Really?

No, the Sea Salt.

Click. They Instagram the Sea Salt before scraping it off.