Go To The Tree

Terence is looking for Arthur.

He walks towards the food stalls.

There is Arthur coming towards him, eating a bao bun.

I'm coming to look for you, says Terence.

You found me, says Arthur.

You were meant to be finding paper towels, says Terence.

I had to buy something first, says Arthur. 

He shows Terence a wad of paper towels.

That's not enough, says Terence.

They can be torn into smaller pieces, says Arthur. That can be your job.

Yay! says Terence. Give them to me.

Arthur gives Terence the wad of paper towels.

Terence runs back to the Piglet exit.

Arthur decides he is no longer needed and heads to the artists' bar.

Vello, Denis, Sweezus and Belle are already there.

What took you so long, bro? asks Sweezus.

Had to find some paper towels for Margaret, says Arthur.

Don't tell me she's wiping the seats! says Vello. 

No, says Arthur. She wrapping the free seeds so they don't stick to people's hands.

What a fuss pot, says Vello. Has she finished?

Don't know, says Arthur. I gave Terence the towels to take back to Margaret.

You let him go back on his own! says Belle.

He came to find me on his own, says Arthur.

I'm going to make sure he got there, says Belle. Hold my beer.

She gives it to Sweezus, and goes.

He'll be all right, says Arthur.

Yeah he will, says Sweezus. He's got perfect balance.

I don't see how perfect balance gives you sense of direction, says Denis.

I do, says Vello.

Denis rethinks his statement.

In sense, it does, says Denis. 

Yeah, says Sweezus. 

Belle will find him, says Vello.

Belle is passing the food stalls when she bumps into Gaius, holding several umbrellas.

I'm looking for Terence, says Belle.

He went that way, says Gaius, pointing towards the Piglet.

How come you've got all those umbrellas? asks Belle.

People got tired of waiting for seeds and left with the umbrellas, says Gaius.

Poor Margaret, says Belle.

She heads for the Piglet exit.

The queue has dwindled.

Terence is sitting on the ground tearing paper towels into smaller paper towels.

A security guard has arrived and is talking to Margaret.

What's happening? asks Belle.

This security guard is telling me to move on, says Margaret.

Where are the seeds? asks Belle.

Here, says Terence.

Right, says Belle. Bring them, and the papers, we're leaving. 

Okay, says Terence.

Come on Margaret. Gaius has your umbrellas, says Belle.

What about us? ask the dwindled queue members.

Go to that tree over there, says Belle.

The dwindled queue members have little choice but to go to the tree.