You took a long time to get here, says Terence.
Things to do, says Roo-kai.
Like what? asks Terence.
Checking out different places, says Roo-kai.
The algal bloom? asks Gaius.
Yes, says Roo-kai. I've seen dozens of dead octopuses, dead cuttlefish, skates and leatherjackets and even a dead white shark that washed up at Henley.
Henley? says Sweezus. No way!
I thought you were going, says Gaius.
I am going, says Sweezus. I'll pick up Arthur and Kant, but before we come back here I'll stop for a toastie.
Bring me a toastie, says Gaius.
No worries, says Sweezus.
And buy yourself a jumper, says Gaius.
He never wears a jumper, says Terence.
He ought to, in this weather, says Gaius.
Sweezus heads off to the carpark
Who is Kant? asks Roo-kai.
A well-regarded philosopher, says Gaius. Sweezus is interviewing him for Velosophy.
I'm learning to be a philosopher, says Terence.
That's good news, says Roo-kai.
What can I know? asks Terence, in a deep voice.
Is that as far as you've got? asks Roo-kai.
No, says Terence. I'm up to trans-dental illusions.
Are they about teeth? asks Roo-kai.
Terence is referring to transcendental ideals, says Gaius.
They're about bikes, says Terence. Are they there, or aren't they?
There are two behind the kiosk, says Roo-kai.
YES! says Terence. I know. I touched them.
Those are ours, says Gaius.
Roo-kai looks down at the sand and pokes his beak at a pipi.
Another dead one? asks Gaius.
This one's still alive, says Roo-kai.
He cracks it open and eats it.
Now it's dead, says Terence. Will we count it?
Not that one, says Gaius.
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