Picky You Under

I need a different start word, says David.

Try picky, says Katherine.

David considers the possibilities of picky.

Picky yellow wasps..... 

Picky you, under rising grapevines....

Hmm. He settles back, in a reverie. 

And can he smell coffee?

The refreshment trolley stops level with Katherine.

Tea or coffee? asks the flight attendant.

Coffee, says Katherine. Tell me, what was that kerfuffle just now, with the lobster?

Nothing to worry about, says the flight attendant, handing Katherine coffee, milk, sugar and stirrer.

I'm only asking, says Katherine, because a lobster is travelling with us.

Was he wearing a red knitted hat, over a head torch? asks the flight attendant.

He was, says Katherine.

There's some confusion, says the flight attendant. There are two lobsters. 

Two lobsters? says Katherine. Hear that, David?

Yes, says David. I thought Arthur was investigating.

Arthur comes back.

Sits down next to Gaius. 

Well? says Gaius. 

They took the wrong lobster, says Arthur. Baudin lost his hat. 

What about his head torch? asks Gaius.

Confiscated, says Arthur. Now they both look the same. And they're both claiming to be innocent.

Of what? asks Gaius.

One of them grabbed a flight attendant's skirt, says Arthur.

It's not on, these days, says the flight attendant. Tea or coffee?

Coffee, says Arthur. Black. No sugar.

You're lucky, you almost missed out, says the flight attendant, smiling.

I know, says Arthur.

Hold my coffee, says Gaius. I must sort this out. 

He gets up, almost knocking Arthur's coffee as the flight attendant passes it to him.

But phew! he doesn't.

Lucky again, says the flight attendant.

Gaius walks to the back of the plane where two lobsters are being detained, in (Jumping Jupiter!) an open food container!