An Ambiguous Finger

Camus follows Victor to the car park.

A word of advice, says Camus.

I don't take advice from criminals, says Victor.

I am not a criminal until proven, says Camus.

True, says Victor. What's the advice?

Don't waste the spring water, says Camus. There's a tap in the toilets.

Good advice, says Victor. Here, take the empty police water bottle. 

What for? asks Camus.

Fill it up from the tap in the toilets, says Victor. 

Camus takes it and heads for the toilets.

Rinse it out first! calls Victor. Make sure you get rid of the sea water.

Camus raises an ambiguous finger.

Victor opens the bottle of spring water, and drinks some.

Camus is being very cooperative. Not like before with the list of crimes that he threw out of the police car window. Perhaps he'll agree to a plea bargain.

Camus returns with the tap water

Now wash that bird poo off, says Victor.

You should do it, says Camus. It's your police car.

Police property, says Victor. Not mine. 

Got a sponge? asks Camus.

No, says Victor.

Camus tips the tap water onto the white and black bird poo. 

But it has dried.

Got a handkerchief? asks Victor.

No, says Camus. But Gaius might. He's the handkerchief type.

He is, says Victor. But he is also the type who forgets to ensure that he has one.

Let's ask him, says Camus.

Victor is right. Gaius thinks he might have one. But he hasn't.

Sorry. Can't help you, says Gaius. But there's bound to be something.

He rummages through his back pack and pulls out a small pair of gecko shorts.

Yay! my old gecko shorts! says Terence.

Mind if I borrow them? asks Victor.

Ha ha! laughs Terence. They won't fit you.

To wipe off the bird poo, says Victor. Camus will rinse them out when he's finished.

How come he has to do it? asks Terence. You're the one who locked him into the police car.

Victor stiffens.

And he needed a wee, says Terence. And you gave me your police hat, so I was in charge, and I let him out and then we escaped from your terrible cruelty.

So you stole my carkeys, says Victor.

They fell out of your pocket, says Terence.

I doubt that, says Victor.

But he is worried now. Terrible cruelty. Lack of security regarding the keys.

How might this play out in court?