A tiny hotel room in Copenhagen.
This is the best I could do, says N F S Grundtvig.
It is perfectly adequate, says Vello. Two beds and a sofa.
But the lady, says N F S Grundtvig.
She's my mother, says David.
Even so, says N F S Grundtvig. She will want to sleep somewhere.
Where is she? asks Vello.
Gone to the Post Office, says David. To pick up a parcel.
And hopefully, snacks, says Vello. What are the specialities of Copenhagen?
Pizzas, burgers, hot dogs.... says N F S Grundtvig.
Those snacks are universal, says Vello. What do you eat here that's different?
Sushi is popular, says N F S Grundtvig.
Vello begins to wonder if N F S Grundtvig has ever left Denmark.
What about open sandwiches, says David.
Good luck eating open sandwiches while riding a bike, says N F S Grundtvig.
The door opens and Katherine enters, followed by Terence.
Katherine has a shopping bag, Terence is carrying a box.
I've bought sports drinks and various snacks for tomorrow, says Katherine. But these open sandwiches are for now.
She unwraps the open sandwiches.
Smoked salmon, pickled herring and red onion; roast beef, hard boiled egg and sliced cucumber; smashed avocado and mango salsa; hummus, beetroot, roasted garlic and scallions, says Katherine.
Vello rubs his hands together. It all sounds delicious.
Can I open the box now? asks Terence.
Yes, all right, says Katherine.
I need a knife, says Terence.
He shouldn't have a knife, says David.
I'll do it, says N F S Grundtvig.
He whips out a knife, and rips the box open.
Ta dah! Out shoots Baby Pierre on his tiny bicycle with its wheels of green o-rings.
He executes a wheelie, a backhop, a tailspin and a spectacular barspin.
He comes to a halt.
I've been practising, says Baby Pierre.
What is this? asks N F S Grundtvig.
Baby Pierre, says David. A talented pebble. Don't worry, he's nothing to do with our team.
No, says Terence. Nothing. He's going to be the captain of my frog team.
From the look on his face, it's clear Baby Pierre will need some persuading.
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