"How many trumpets are they taking?" There was a competition the day after Piper's solo at the game. Piper and Amberly were being sent. Against their will.
"Thirty-three."
"Random number."
"It is what it is," Piper shrugged. "They're taking thirty-three clarinets, too."
"Not that you have anything to worry about. You don't have to beat Jack at this stupid thing!"
"God forbid you worried about beating the other trumpeters that are going to be there."
"Thirty-three. What is it with that number?"
"What do you think they have in mind?"
One competition, taking thirty-three clarinets and thirty-three trumpets. Why thirty-three?