“So Karl (Karl!). What’s the story with the painting of the little girl with the blue purse?”
“That goes back a looong way, Dr. Superhero. With *blue* bowtie,” he adds on.
“Please, Mr. Bartender. Do tell.”
“I just did.”
He realizes the bowtie is the same as the purse, listening Mystic Girl thinks from the far side of the bar. Both tack ons. But does he realize he *is* the painting now? I created him. I should know.
“Something just happened, Karl.”
“Oh boy,” the furry bartender exclaimed anxiously, and quickly left the scene, claiming to be restocking in back.
(joined in progress)
Tell me what you know about it, then.
I know that I don’t hate Wheeler any more.
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Of course. Baker is my soulmate.
But you know now Wheeler holds the keys to TILE.
I think so. That’s why I was having such a hard time restarting the religion, the college. I had to get through the Assimilation.
I wouldn’t say that. I’d said that it turned into something very different than expected.
What did you expect? That Wheeler would go away?
Yes. Of course. *You* wanted her to go away.
But instead *she* kind of [does the assimilating instead]. Roles reversed.
I’m still not sure what you expected.
She sits at the top of the triangle. Leading the way.
“No, she just prefers Nautilus to here. Nautilus is her, eh, *natural* environment. That’s why she wanted to move Collagesity. Nothing against Heterocera or Rubi or The Woods.”
“That’s reassuring,” confessed Baker Bloch. “She is a dancer.”
“She is *The World,*” John Lockfry 02 reassured him. “She [through Nautilus] is the endpoint of the alchemical process, the philosopher’s stone. Red Violin and Golden Sphere. What is World reversed, then? Well, it is here. Collagesity. That’s what Karoz was talking about.”
“What’s the correct choice going forward?”
“Associate her directly with Nautilus moving forward. BoB, but all of Nautilus really. It’s World of Lemon moving forward. Boxed and ready for motion.”
But what of TILE, I ask?