Kill For Spaghetti

One hour later.

Sprocket's toenails have dried.

He has explained his artistic vision to Baby Pierre in a video.

This took some time.

In the video:

Baby Pierre disputes that gold paint can be seen as a metaphor.

Sprocket says it can be seen as a surface distraction.

Baby Pierre says it can, but it isn't a metaphor.

Sprocket asks why.

Baby Pierre says a metaphor has to be concrete.

A distraction can be concrete, Sprocket replies.

Baby Pierre then remembers that Terence is made out of concrete.

He concedes that gold paint can be seen as a metaphor, in a roundabout way.

It helps that he is a free thinker.

The video is done, but Sprocket's phone is showing Low Battery.

Turn it off, says Sprocket. Try and get Elodie's attention.

Baby Pierre knows how to do this. He rolls about on the floor of the tray.

Elodie stops the HiLux.

Gaius gets out and comes round to the tray.

What's up? asks Gaius. Is there a problem?

Are we stopping in Bunbury? asks Sprocket.

I think not, says Gaius. We're going to push on to Lake Jasper.

I've run out of battery, says Sprocket. I could recharge it in Bunbury, and you guys could visit the BRAG.

What is the BRAG? asks Gaius.

It's the Bunbury Regional Art Gallery, says Sprocket. Grace knows the guys there.

What's up? asks Elodie.

He wants to stop in Bunbury, says Gaius.

So do I, says Elodie. I want to pop into the BRAG. There's an exhibition of glass art on there, that ends on Sunday.

Gaius is outnumbered, unless Baby Pierre wants to push on.

But no. Baby Pierre wants to visit the BRAG. He likes glass art.

(Who doesn't?)

It's called Alchemy, says Elodie.

No kidding, says Sprocket. The guy who owned this gold paint calls his performance Alchemic.

Woo! says Baby Pierre. A hidden connection.

It's not really hidden, says Elodie. It's almost the same word. Get in the cabin. I see your toenails have dried.

Yep, says Sprocket. But I might leave my shoes off.

Okay, says Elodie. We're twelve minutes from Bunbury. We'll visit the Gallery and you can charge up your phone, and then we'll get an early dinner, and head out to Lake Jasper.

Dinner! says Gaius. Another distraction!

But his stomach conflicts with his head.

Grumble grumble. It would kill for a plate of spaghetti.