Me: Harriet seems focussed.
Nell: Yes. She’s on duty.
Me: Is she spying?
Nell: She is keeping an eye out for anything Out of the Ordinary. It might help us in our search for The Hunter.
Me: Is anything ever ordinary around here, though?
Nell: It is all relative. What may seem extraordinary to some is perfectly normal to others.
Me: I noticed Our Penguin isn’t filming today.
Nell: It’s having tea and toast with Timothy.
Me: Some people would say a penguin having tea with a turkey was out of the ordinary.
Nell: Then they would be wrong. There are no eggs, by the way.
Me: No eggs? There are always eggs.
Nell: Not at the moment. Someone has stolen them.
Me: What about Dave’s breakfast?
Nell: He had some cereal earlier and Poppy is making him toast and marmite for elevenses. If we stagger his feeding times he will cope.
Me: But who stole the eggs?
Nell: We suspect the Beefies are behind it. They’ve got fat faces and are being very quiet.
Me: Did you just say they’ve got fat faces?
Nell: Yes. If you had an egg in your mouth you’d have a fat face, too.
Me: Why are they stealing eggs?
Nell: Who knows? To make cakes and omelettes, or just simply to annoy.
Me: Wretched creatures.
Nell: It’s Romeo and the toilet paper all over again, if you ask me.
Me: Do you mean Romeo the Beefy in a long black wig? I didn’t know he stole toilet paper.
Nell: He does it all the time. It’s a Beefy thing. Do keep up.
Me: So nothing Out of the Ordinary?
Nell: No.
Me: No wonder Harriet is focussed.
Nell: Did David just walk past carrying Gladys in my handbag? Wearing hats?
Me: Yes. Sorry.
