....looking nervously at her watch .......

thon big hunk McKittery must have taken a wrong turn somewhere.... shurely it can't take this long 'til get here.....

I'm quarin' lonely since thon nice Mr Whippy went away.... him an his artic rolls kep' me goin' fer a brave wee while....

mind yew Isaac still sends me luvly wee songs .... I jist wish he'd swim faster.... maybe I should hoist a red haun' down the docks so he can see where to head for.......