Okay, says Sweezus. You've got your frogs back. Me and Arthur have to get going.
What about Roo-kai? asks Terence.
Victor has him, says Katherine. Don't worry I'll deal with that problem. You boys must have plenty to do to get ready for Denmark.
Yeah, says Sweezus. Find our bikes, flat-pack them, check our jerseys still fit us, get in touch with Pablo.
Your third team member? asks Katherine.
Hope so, says Sweezus. I kind of assumed he was coming.
What if he's busy? asks Katherine. Hasn't he got a job now?
Yeah, as a diplomat, says Sweezus. Yep, I'll call him.
He calls Pablo's number, but gets no answer.
He's probably flying to Copenhagen right now, says Arthur.
Probably, says Sweezus.
He and Arthur head off, to get ready.
So, says Katherine, shame about Shorty-Tartus, he was my favourite.
Mine too, says Terence.
Who's your favourite now? asks Quiet-Tartus.
Still him, says Terence.
Yes, says Katherine, do we know what he died of?
Practice, says the knowlesi. He was doing laps of the spare tyre.
And the Mazda stopped suddenly, says Quiet-Tartus.
And Shorty fell off and hit his head on a stunner, says the knowlesi.
A stunner? says Katherine.
It stunned him, says Quiet-Tartus. So we called it a stunner.
What did it look like? asks Terence.
We couldn't see it, says the knowlesi. It was underneath him.
Did he say anything? asks Terence.
No, says Quiet-Tartus.
Did you? asks Terence.
No, says the knowlesi.
I would have, says Terence.
Say it now, says Quiet-Tartus.
A frog has died, says Terence, it fell on a stunner....
What about, he's not going anywhere? asks the knowlesi.
He's not going anywhere, says Terence.
Lovely words, but inaccurate, as Shorty is currently being driven to Sweezus's place before being returned to Budget Rentals.
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