Wire snapped his fingers and walked off with contentment in his saunter.
“Pretty frigging snappy, guys,” yelled Jodi.
“Hey, not bad,” said Adelaide.
I brought myself up and pulled my collar.
“Well,” I said. “I guess I don’t look so bad, do I? I’d almost call it—”
“Heroic,” Wipp said, nodding. “Yes. I’d say so.”
“Heroic? Maybe,” Adelaide said. “But don’t you think they’d look better on someone else?”
By the time I realized she meant Mrs. Hock’s floral overalls, Addy had turned and gone.
“Well, Fogg,” said Wippett Snolligan, patting my back, “the Universe is a pretty strange place, isn’t it?”