Me: Where is Poppy?
Nell: In the living room in front of the fire. She always feels the cold after she has been to the hairdressers. David is with her for warmth and security.
Me: Security?
Nell: Yes. Didn’t you hear about the Beefies?
Me: No.
Nell: Poppy was walking along the quay when a group of four angry Beefies started shouting at her ‘Go, Go, Go!’
Me: Why?
Nell: They found out that we have been invited to the Palace.
Me: It’s none of their business.
Nell: That’s what Poppy told them but they wouldn’t listen.
Me: How rude.
Nell: They want invitations, too.
Me: Well, they’re not getting any.
Nell: I certainly hope not.
Me: Although, I suppose Susan is invited and she’s a seagull.
Nell: Susan is not a Beefy.
Me: She’s the daughter of Stephen Seagull, the evil head of the Beefies, although the Queen probably doesn’t know that.
Nell: The Queen knows everything. She just chooses to ignore certain things. Susan’s heritage is not her fault.
Me: You are right.
Nell: I usually am.
Me: What if they are planning to sneak their way into the Palace? What if they disguise themselves as one of us?
Nell: What are you talking about?
Me: Maybe that was the idea all along. The Beefies have been wearing trench coats for a while now.
Nell: It’s the new Birdberry line. They are promoting it.
Me: We will need to double check for anyone wearing a trench coat. Or a moustache.
Nell: I worry about you sometimes.
Me: I know Mutley sometimes wears a moustache but nobody could mistake him for a Beefy.
Nell: You are getting this the wrong way around. We are not disguising ourselves as Beefies. They are disguising themselves as us.
Me: Oh yes. Sorry.
