He Only Obeys Me

Jeanne Jugan is pedalling fast.

Terence is holding the moule bag, which the moules fell out of and are now back inside.

There is a split in the moule bag.

Terence looks in.

The moules are huddled together, covered in road dust and smelling so bad. 

Terence decides that Roo-kai may not want them.

Where is he anyway?

Can I throw these moules out? asks Terence.

No, says Jeanne Jugan. That would be a waste.

Just one, says Terence. Then Roo-kai might come after it.

I hadn't thought of that, says Jeanne Jugan. Just one then.

Terence chooses a moule that looks super dirty and throws it.

Boing bounce!

Roo-kai appears out of nowhere.

Where were you? asks Terence.

Nowhere, says Roo-kai.

I found a beetle, says Terence. 

I know, says Roo-kai. 

So you weren't nowhere, says Jeanne Jugan. You must have seen me picking up moules from the road.

Why? asks Roo-kai.

If you know about the beetle, says Jeanne Jugan.

I was watching Terence, says Roo-kai. Not you.

It didn't want to come with me, says Terence.

It was probably busy, says Roo-kai.

It was, says Terence. Waiting to get cold.

Jeanne Jugan keeps pedalling. 

I threw out one of the moules, says Terence.

You threw them all out, says Roo-kai. And then got them back.

That was an accident, says Terence. The second time was on purpose.

As you see, says Roo-kai, I didn't want it.

Do you want these ones? asks Terence.

No thanks, says Roo-kai. In Cancale, I'll find some fresh oysters.

Perhaps that is wise, says Jeanne Jugan. We'll get rid of the moules when we go past a bin.

How long will that be? asks Terence. I've got to hold them.

Not far, says Jeanne Jugan. There's Cancale in the distance.

I'll fly ahead and look for a bin, says Roo-kai.

Take the moules with you, says Jeanne Jugan.

But too late. Roo-kai has gone.

He only obeys me, says Terence.

Jeanne Jugan tries to recall an example of that.