Time to pay a visit to the town hall…
Only public bathrooms in town are on the 5th floor of a gallery, ponders Herbert Gold, hunting for art with the wife once more. Strange place.
He turns the page.
I’m going to buy one of these pieces, April Mae reinforces to herself in the other bathroom while washing her hands. I don’t know which one, but… something pretty for our guest room. The one without art.
She finishes the last fingers.
It hit her when she exited the bathroom before her husband. He soon joined her in staring.
“Look, dear,” she indicated. “It’s like the statue at the town hall. 7 Stones. And there’s a little man standing before it.”
“Sooo. Is this the one you want? This (he checks the name in the object’s description) ‘Humanvillians’?”
“I think it might be.”
“Back in an hour,” the pink Mossm relayed about the mayor while The Man About Time also stared.