Conversation · Andre

"Fine..." He seems disappointed. "We can make do. It's going to take us a bit to move our stuff inside. A couple of hours, maybe. Come check back later." Andre waves to the other speedfreaks. "Let's get moving!"

[Leave the tent.]

"Side business? I don't know what you're talking about." (Turn a blind eye.)

"Of course!" He gives you a knowing nod. "I meant the bar, obviously. Why am I even talking about this?" Andre grins as if this settles it.

"It's going to take us a bit to move our stuff inside. A couple of hours, maybe. Come check back later!" He waves to the other speedfreaks. "Let's get moving!"

"And... you haven't changed your mind about our little side business, have you?"

"I'm a man of my word."

"Alright!" Andre grins as if this settles it. "It's going to take us a bit to move our stuff inside. A couple of hours, maybe. Come check back later!" He waves to the other speedfreaks. "Let's get moving!"

[Leave the tent.]

"Actually, I have been thinking...."

"No." The one with the necklace stares at you coldly. "You don't get to squeeze out every drop of us and then 'change your mind'."

"We're setting up the shop. It's too late to turn around now. Deal with it, it was your decision, cop-man."

"DEAL!" yells Egg Head.

"No." The one with the necklace stares at you coldly. "You don't get to take all our money and then 'change your mind'.

"No." The one with the necklace stares at you coldly. "You don't get to say one thing and then 'change your mind'. We trusted you, cop-man."

"We're setting up the shop. It's too late to turn around now."

"TRUST!" yells Egg Head.

"And... you're still sure about keeping out our little side business, right?"

"Actually, I have been thinking...."

"No." A smile vanishes from Egg Head's face as he looks around the room. "No, I thought we agreed to do this pure and true. Guys, we're not changing our mind."

"Fine..." He seems disappointed. "We can make do. It's going to take us a bit to move our stuff inside. A couple of hours, maybe. Come check back later." Andre waves to the other speedfreaks. "Let's get moving!"

[Leave the tent.]

"Oh, you mean the illegal drug lab? There will be no shady shenanigans in the church, only love and anodic dance music."

"I'm glad I could help."

"We appreciate it." He grins. "It's going to take us a bit to move our stuff inside. A couple of hours, maybe. Come check back later!" Andre waves to the other speedfreaks. "Let's get moving!"

[Leave the tent.]

"Good news! I managed to convince Soona. She's okay with you guys moving in, but on one condition -- she needs your speakers for her project."

"We are grateful, cop-man. You're an augury of a new era of ANODIC DANCE MUSIC." The speedfreak smiles, happier than he's ever been before.

"You're going to have to share space for a couple of weeks until she gets her research finished."

"That's fine, we can manage." He grins, excited.

"I talked to the shadow-clad being climbing the beams -- a man living on the ceiling!"

"Oh man! Who is he, what did you think?"

"Seemed okay, to be honest. Very spiritual."

"Really? Huh... interesting. What's he doing in the church?"

"Just preaching and praying, from the looks of it."

"No matter," the paranoid young man mumbles gruffly. "Is he going to be a problem?"

"Yeah, Noid is right... let's get back to the point. What are we going to do about him?"

These guys will never catch him. You will never catch him. There's nothing to do.

"As far as I can tell he's not going to leave. He'll climb around up there, and guys, you'll never catch him."

"I dunno, man... doesn't it feel like a major hindrance to you?" He rubs his jaw. "A spooky guy climbing around when all the guests are trying to have nice friendly hyper-time?"

"Don't worry, I don't think he really gives a damn about you or anyone else."

"I guess it's not a massive problem, now that I think of it."

"Everyone is welcome -- to dance till the morning light! YEAGH!"

"Maybe... uh... I guess we'll figure something out. Okay, but what about the other spooker -- the one in grandma's clothes? Did you see her?"

"You're just going to have to live with the crab-man."

"Actually, he told me he wouldn't mind the nightclub at all."

"Of course he's a problem -- he's a crab-man!"

"So...?" He rubs his chilled hands together.

"A crab-man, man!!!"

"I hear you, friend. What about it?"

"It's impossible to catch someone who climbs walls like a freaking spider-crab."

"He keeps himself physically active, thinks spiritual thoughts and doesn't drink. Who am I to evict such a person?"

"But he's likely up to no good." Andre shakes his head. "He's a crab-man, man... a menace to society."

"I doubt that. Besides, I'm pretty sure it's impossible to catch him climbing up there."

"There's something sinister going on under the building's roof... I think he's getting high or something."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not sure, I'm just telling you what it felt like."

"It didn't sound like a sober man's talk. He must be getting visions up there."

"He clearly enjoys the physical activity. Guy climbs like a freak!"

"You were right, he's a true narcomaniac. And the way he climbs! It was terrifying."