“I lost you in the tunnel!” director Percy Pierce complains as Axis-Windmill tries to defend his disappearance from
a the scene.
“And I see you brought your two cat friends along to help your case. She turns to the red-blue eyed one on his right. Rebl *lawyer* is it now?”
“Yes ma’am. Axis did nothing wrong,” she begins in her purry way. “He followed the G-Spots through the tunnel to the missing letters.”
“Letters?” Percy Pierce spoke. “Don’t you mean: *letter*.”
A pause. “A moment with my client,” Rebl then requests, which Percy agrees to. Whispers; heads nodding and shaking; green and yellow eyed Guyd on the left side joins in the conversation. Percy can only make out scattered words (Paper, King, Soap, couple more). Finally: “enough”, she says. “We must get on. 9:30 shoot tomorrow. We must all be fresh.”
“Excuse me, ma’am,” says Rebl in turn. “Don’t you mean: *shot*?”