“I don’t see anyone else. Do you?”
“Okay, forget the smart stuff. What’s on your mind?”
“You’ve gotten a bit chubby since they moved the big clock out, haven’t you?”
“Well, there isn’t much to do now but eat.” said Frank, shifting his weight a few thousands of an inch so he could better see Eli.
“They had to do something. It was loosing one minute each day.”
“Well, I suppose, but…,”
“Shh. Button it, Frank. Here come two tourists, now.”
“What did you say?” asked the woman.
“I didn’t say anything,” replied the man.
“It must have been the wind.”
“No doubt,” said the woman, but she kept an eye on the fat rock as she passed between them.