Sunday June 7, 2009
Book 11: Massively Parallel — Part II: Barsoom Circus Command


ZYSK: You've had three days.  What have you found?

SCHLOCK: Lots of weird stuff, but no boomex.

ZYSK: Tell me about the weird stuff.

SCHLOCK: All of it?

ZYSK: I'll stop you when I've heard enough.

SCHLOCK: Okay.  The animal handlers lost six capybara to a virus a week ago, but the virus has now run its course.

The clowns have a still, and are trying to turn smuggled Rombough Red Grapes into a merlot brandy.  The smell says they are about halfway to biodiesel.

ZYSK: Mmm-hmmm.  Clowns.

SCHLOCK: One of your Indian Elephants is actually an elephas maximus sapiens.  I have no idea what she's doing here.

ZYSK: Interesting.  Go on.

SCHLOCK: Concessions started to use capybara in the mystery meat-sticks five days ago.

ZYSK: Aaand stop.