Can't Draw Smells!

Surfing-with-Whales comes out of Patrick's IGA with a waterproof marker.

She made me pay for it, says Surfing-with-Whales.

What did you expect? asks Gaius.

Can I have it? asks Terence.

Yeah, but don't draw a skull and crossbones, says Surfing-with-Whales.

Thought better of it? asks Gaius.

Felicia reckons it'd scare off the crabs, says Surfing-with-Whales.

It's meant to! says Terence.

If the crabs disappear, the maugean skates will go elsewhere, says Gaius.

Where? asks Terence.

That's what we won't know, says Gaius.

Maybe we don't need the waterproof clipboard, says Surfing-with-Whales. Felicia says she knows the spot where they released some baby skates a few months ago.

Excellent! says Gaius.

Bumhole! says Terence.

What's a bumhole? asks Little Mystic.

A hole in your bum! says Terence. I said it because I'm not allowed to draw a skull and crossbones.

Felicia comes out of the IGA.

I finish my shift at midday, says Felicia. After that I could show you the spot.

Ripper! says Surfing-with-Whales.

Thank you, Felicia, says Gaius. Shall we meet you back here ?

Where's your camp? asks Felicia.

Not far down the road, says Gaius, pointing.

Close to the water, says Surfing-with-Whales.

I'll find you, says Felicia.

She goes back inside.

What if she can't find us? asks Terence.

Why don't you make a sign? says Gaius. You could draw something distinctive on the waterproof clipboard, and prop it against a tree at the side of the road.

I can't draw smells! says Terence.

Distinctive means something to show that it's us, says Gaius. I'm sure you'll come up with some relevant pictures.

Yeah, says Surfing-with-Whales. Let's get going. Don't start drawing till we get back to camp. 

Gaius lifts Terence and Little Mystic into the pullalong with the clipboards and the lettuce and vinegar.

Surfing-with-Whales throws in the goggles and flippers, and they get going.

Why can't we start? asks Little Mystic.

The drawings would be wonky, says Terence. But we can start thinking.

Terence and Little Mystic look around the pullalong for inspiration.

How about that lettuce? asks Little Mystic. Felicia knows Gaius bought it.

Terence is about to say no, not the lettuce, when he has a brilliant idea.

A lettuce and crossbones!