Cyn: It’s a pile of rubble. We’re going
to have to find the
birds and ask them.
They must have the
treasure now.

Bingo: If they have it, we don’t have any right to it. Are we going to take it from them?

Cyn: No, but now I want to know what it is. Don’t you?

Bingo: Yeah. Large flocks
of birds scare me, though. Especially when they’re flying overhead.