The Ghost of Igor awoke from a comfortable snooze & started brooding about the disturbance. It had been a sensation unlike the tingly contentment provided by Desiree's former hairnet, at once more stimulating & less directional.
"Oh, wipe that frown off your face," said one unplastic, "As I dissipated, I had an idea. The sparkles implied that you might help me to think."
"More likely than vice-versa," grumbled the Ghost, "Part of my function is external stimulation."
One unplastic was delighted. "Mine too, before the sauna! Now it seems I can't touch anything."
"I'm calling Gymno correspondi," decided t'GoI.
"What good will that do?" asked one unplastic.
"He'll give a cohesive description of the circumstances, anyway," replied the Ghost.
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Silenus was pensive. He nudged his Cousin with his toe. "Where's #3?" he asked.
"Manuel & the dogs are out looking for him," said his Cousin, "I expect them back before my next nap."
"Oh," said Silenus..."Do you have the merman's number?"
"The hairnet does," answered Cousin, "Why?"
"I'm not sure," said Silenus, "Variety?"
"Fair enough," said TACO, requesting the hairnet to put through the call, "What's for breakfast?"
"Toaster strudel & tangerines, until the boys get back."
"Merman on line one," buzzed the hairnet through Cousin's connection.
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