Venus. A house down the street.
Pablo: I’m all dressed. On track! Get me my staff and my sac. Place the chiminea in the sac and add up some penny.
Cathinius: Huh??! What is it ‘bout a chiminea too?
Pablo: [grins] Shh! Just do as I say. You’ll know the aftermath soon.
Cathinius: Okay, Mr. Old man. [hanging the sac across his shoulders] Have your staff, Sir.[throws the staff to Pablo]
Pablo: Thanks. Let’s go. [opening the outlet door]
Cathinius: I love the cold air outside.
Pablo: Kid! There’s no time for nature’s admiral. Release the horse, quick! Pull the reins outta the saddle and move!
Cathinius: Ay! Captain.
Pablo: I ain’t a captain at this hour. [horse neighs]
Cathinius: AHA! Captain! Move! Move! I say, Move! [Cathinius mounts the horse. He assists Pablo in doing same and they set off]
[Exeunt]
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