Brrr..d Friends

Terence and Jinjing arrive back at Baby Bin Penguin.

Nice hat, says Baby Bin Penguin. How did you....?

In the car. Quickly! says Margaret. Say goodbye to your friend.

Five more minutes, says Terence.

One minute, says Margaret.

Are you going? asks Baby Bin Penguin.

Terence is, says Jinjing. I'm independent.

You may think so, says Margaret, but Victor is in Burnie, no doubt awaiting your appearance.

That's not fair, says Terence.

He'll be waiting for you too, says Margaret. You've swapped Katherine's cheese knife for a hat, without Katherine's permission.

(Clearly Margaret is not a kid person).

That's not what's not fair, says Terence.

Could I get a hat? asks Baby Bin Penguin.

No, says Terence. We've only got one minute.

Half a minute, says Margaret.

Okay, says Baby Bin Penguin. I've got one more joke. What do you call a cold penguin?

What? asks Terence.

A brrr..d, says Baby Bin Penguin.

Does it have to be a penguin? asks Jinjing.

I guess not, says Baby Bin Penguin. You could tell the same joke about a parrot.

What do you call a cold parrot? asks Jinjing.

The same thing, says Terence. What do you call a cold person in a Peruvian hat?

Did the cold person swap it? asks Baby Bin Penguin

Yes, says Terence. But he was allowed to.

He wasn't, says Margaret. Time's up.

But they haven't guessed the answer! says Terence. That's not fair!

We'll work it out, says Baby Bin Penguin, and Jinjing can tell you later.

Jinjing, are you really not coming? asks Terence.

Later, says Jinjing. I'd like to avoid Victor. Where are you going after Burnie?

Wynyard, then Rocky Cape, says Margaret. I'm being dropped there, and Katherine will head off on her cheese tour proper. Without her good cheese knife.

You could say you couldn't find me, says Terence.

Nothing would please me more, says Margaret. But I won't lie. Hop in the car.

Terence clambers in.

Goodbye, Baby Bin Penguin!

Don't forget me, says Baby Bin Penguin.

Margaret revs the engine loudly, and zooms off towards Burnie.

Terence waves through the rear window, at his brrr..d friends.

What was the answer? asks Margaret. A cold person in a Peruvian hat. You can tell me.

Bernie, says Terence.

That's not even funny, says Margaret.