Gaius wakes early.
His feet are cold.
Look, says Terence. Here's my new parrot.
Gaius looks at the new parrot.
It looks more like a prawn.
Where did it come from? asks Gaius.
YOU know! says Terence. My potato spun prawn.
Wheres the potato? asks Gaius.
It fell off when he was learning to fly, says Terence.
So where is it? asks Gaius.
Terence hadn't thought this would matter.
On the floor, says Terence.
I'll clear it up before Katherine and Margaret wake, says Gaius.
He hops off the bed and starts picking up fragments of curly potato.
Margaret stirs. Where is she?
Oh yes, sleeping in a bed next to Gaius.
She opens one eye.
Gaius's bed is empty. She sits up.
Good morning, Margaret, says Gaius. I trust you slept well?
Very well, says Margaret. What are you doing down there?
Picking up bits of potato, says Gaius.
I'll help you, says Margaret. But first I must go to the toilet.
She gets out of bed and goes into the bathroom.
Katherine sits up.
Katherine's awake! says Terence.
No wonder, says Gaius
What's going on? asks Katherine.
Gaius is picking up the potato that fell off my parrot when I was teaching it to fly, says Terence. And Margaret's going to help when she's been to the toilet.
I've been, says Margaret, emerging.
I'll help too after I've been, says Katherine.
Gaius keeps picking up tiny shreds of potato.
Parrot? thinks Katherine, as she sits on the toilet. I bet it's that prawn!
When she comes out, there is a pile of potato parts on the table.
Terence, says Katherine, surely you don't expect a dead prawn to fly?
It's trying, says Terence.
It's the prawn he had at dinner, says Margaret.
I guessed that, says Katherine.
It just needs better wings, says Terence.
Better than what? asks Katherine.
The ones I drew with the black pen, says Terence.
So! says Margaret. You used the black pen on the prawn again, after Gaius had fixed it.
Better test it, says Katherine. Do we still have the wedge of lemon?
The question is for Gaius, who last used the lemon.
But Gaius is now in the toilet.
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