In Two Minds

Louisa has her own place now.

With an oven.

She's planning on roasting the turnip.

She waits at the terminal with Terence, for Gaius and Arthur to disembark with their bikes.

How big is the turnip? asks Louisa.

Normal, says Terence. But the middle is ruined.

By Gaius's pencil, says Louisa. That shouldn't be a problem. I'll cut out the bits that were touched by the pencil.

Can we keep them? asks Terence.

The bits? asks Louisa. What for?

Ronnie, says Terence.

Okay, says Louisa. Who's Ronnie?

The pencil, says Terence.

Okay, says Louisa. You're a funny kid, you know that?

Bzzz, says Terence.

You remember! says Louisa. I gave you trumpet lessons. Have you practised?

Yes, says Terence. I practised just then.

That was lesson two, says Louisa.

Have you still got the trumpet? asks Terence.

Yes, says Louisa. You can try it when we get to my place.

Arthur and Gaius come across with their bikes.

Ready? says Louisa. I don't live far away. We can walk there. Can I see the turnip?

Gaius rummages about in his back pack. Pulls out the turnip, and Ronnie.

The turnip looks flaccid. Ronnie's point has been broken again.

(no doubt from all that momentum)

That's one sad turnip, says Louisa. I'll stop off at the shop and buy more.

It doesn't have to be only turnips, says Arthur.

Yes it does, says Terence.

We'll see what they've got, says Louisa.

They walk inland and stop at a small IGA.

Louisa goes in with Arthur.

Gaius and Terence wait outside.

This will be pricey, says Gaius. If they even have turnips.

No turnips today, says Louisa, coming out to the entrance. How do you feel about pumpkin?

Wonderful, says Gaius. I'll eat anything but tomatoes.

She goes back inside.

When Arthur and Louisa come out, she is carrying a large cotton shopping bag filled with vegetables suitable for roasting.

Arthur is carrying a bottle of extra virgin olive oil.

This looks promising.

They head to Louisa's.

Followed by a glum-looking Saint Roley, who doesn't eat vegetables, and is in two minds about deserting.