In Case Kant Is Confused

Terence leans forward.

But he can't reach the ends of drawers.

He stretches further.

His nose hits the bar.

He is in this position when Kant stumbles into the self catering area.

Excuse me, mumbles Kant. Glass of water....

He bumps into a chair.

The chair upends and the fruit bowl tips over, releasing an apple.

The clothes horse starts slowly collapsing.

What's happening? shouts Kant.

Save me! cries Terence.

Where are you? asks Kant, whose eyes are not yet in focus.

On this horse, says Terence. But it looks like an elephant, he adds, in case Kant is confused.

Use your foot, says Sweezus, coming in with the headphones.

Kant thrusts a foot forward and halts the collapse of the clothes horse.

Lucky I've got perfect balance, says Terence.

Sweezus replaces the chair and the fruit bowl. 

I only came in for a glass of water, says Kant.

Now you can't get one, says Terence.

It's true. The sink and the taps are on the other side of the clothes horse. As is the fridge.

I'll get it, says Sweezus. He steps over the fruit bowl and fills a glass from the tap.

I suppose I could have done that, says Kant.

He sits down on the chair, sipping his water.

So Terence has perfect balance, says Kant.

I got it in France, says Terence.

Kant watches him jigging up and down on the clothes horse.

That's not where one usually acquires it, says Kant