He nodded, and when Wembley turned to go he pulled him back long enough to return the kiss. Then, patting his shoulder, Boober went over to take care of Gobo, who was watching with a strange expression and, "Wurrzeegoin'?"

"Wembley's going outside. He'll be back. Here, drink your water, yes that's the way. I've got some nice bread for you too, and I have some radish slices to put in the middle..."