Chapter 17
A few days later, I'm trying to avoid eating lunch when I hear voices in the shop.
"Saboo, you ballbag, what are you doing?"
"Following instructions, Tony. Something you appear to be incapable of doing."
"What instructions?"
"The ones Dennis gave us. Weren't you listening?"
"Listening? Of course I wasn't listening! Do you honestly think that I've got nothing better to do with my time than listen to Dennis?" Naboo stops staring at me and runs downstairs. I take the opportunity to tip the food into the bin, not caring about what Naboo will say.
The same voices float upstairs, now having a conversation with Naboo.
"Thanks, Saboo, I really appreciate it."
"No problem, Naboo. I know this must be hard for you."
"You're right there. It's so stressful, I sometimes think about just giving up." I freeze. Straining, I try to hear more of the conversation.
"What would you do with him, though?"
"I don't know. Anyway, Howard would kill me for sending his best mate away."
"Naboo, if it gets too much, just say."
"Thanks."
"Oh, will you stop with the gooey love stuff? Saboo, just give him the stuff and lets go!"
"You're quite welcome to go whenever you wish."
"That's not fair, you know I can't travel on my own!"
"Oh yes, I forgot you're a pink bladder."
"I'll have you know that once won a beauty contest back on Xooberon!"
"Of course you did Tony."
"Do you want to go?"
"No, I…Look, I'll take him then I'll come back, ok? We need to talk." The voices stop and I hear Naboo coming back upstairs.