Me: Why are you all looking at me like that?
Nell: Like what?
Me: Like I’m the uninvited guest at a party.
Nell: We’re in the middle of Morning Thoughts.
Me: Well, I just bumped into a walrus upstairs wearing Kev’s dressing gown.
Nell: Good. It’s dreadfully cold in the mornings.
Me: Does Kev even know about this?
Nell: Of course. It isn’t one of his dressing gowns. It’s a guest dressing gown. He found it on the door of the back bedroom.
Me: Hang on a minute. Has a walrus been sleeping in the back bedroom?
Nell: He has to sleep somewhere and he’s not any old walrus. He’s Arctic Bob. Do keep up.
Me: I hope he finds the ship and the box soon. We might need that room.
Nell: He will. Knitwear Wolf is taking Bob and Princess down to the sea after training.
Me: What dance is it this week?
Nell: It’s the Viennese Waltz so there’s been a lot of sickness. Malcolm is in an awful state.
Me: It’s all that spinning around, isn’t it?
Nell: In David’s case it’s an excess of Apple Strudel.
Me: Did you ever get your coffee and doughnuts, by the way?
Nell: What doughnuts?
Me: I thought Dave was sent to get some from Babycakes Gillespie.
Nell: They never arrived.
Me: Never mind. My mistake. Or rather Dave’s.
Nell: What? Anyway, Bob is fairly sure he can track the ship down and once he does he will alert the navy seals and go on board.
Me: How exciting. Have you noticed Princess is rather coquettish when she’s around Bob?
Nell: Well, I hope she doesn’t get her heart broken. Arctic Bob never stays anywhere for long.
Me: Does he have a seal in every port?
Nell: Enough.
Me: Sorry.
