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[She appears, very dusty and sitting in the middle of a patch of savanna scrub. She shakes herself until she overbalances, then rolls in the dust and back onto her feet.]

Did someone lose an Africa?

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Ray takes me. We go all sorts of places.

Who's Ray?

Ray's Ray. [She looks at the tank; her eyes go lambent and the water in the tank rolls, slapping against the glass and over the edge, splattering against the floor. Something that seems distant and huge appears at the tank's center, too big for its surroundings, and sweeps toward them on fleshy wings.]

[phhpt Sam will be falling BACK AND AWAY now]

[Cy gives him a confused look] What's wrong, Nancylocks?

[The tank doesn't change size--at least not on the outside--but somehow seems to shift to accommodate the sudden and massive presence of a ray that seems as broad as a small island.]

What is that??

[Headtilt] It's Ray.

Oh. Is it... uh... it takes you to Egypt.

He. He does, sometimes. Really, Nancy, octopi have better manners.

It can be 'octopuses.'

[when the world is mad, cling tight to grammar]

Octopusi.

I think that's a Bond film.

Shaken, not stirred.

[She trots up to the fish tank and braces her paws against it.] We can talk for hours, Ray and me.

[smiles at that, despite everything] Must be nice.

[Drops on to all fours and comes back to bump her head against Sam's stomach.] Ace thinks he's creepy.

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Probably because he is.

[Gives him an accusing look] Is not!

Is.

Not.

Is!

Not! He's nice.

Doesn't make him less scary.

[Sits down next to the tank and looks up at the cold-eyed fishy.] I seen scary, Gladys, and this ain't it.

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