The party and the krikkit warship looked, in their writhings, a little like two ducks, one of which is trying to make a third duck inside the second duck, whilst the second duck is trying very hard to explain that it doesn't feel ready for a third duck right now, is uncertain that it would want any putative third duck anyway, and certainly not whilst it, the second duck, was busy flying.
You point your feet out too much when you walk, will went on. He was busy polishing an apple on his shirtfront, and appeared not to notice tessa glaring at him. Camille walks delicately. Like a faun in the woods. Not like a duck i do not walk like a duck. I like ducks, jem observed diplomatically. Especially the ones in hyde park.
Trains are great dirty smoky things," said will. "you won't like it." tessa was unmoved. "i won't know if i like it until i try it, will i?" "i've never swum naked in the thames before, but i know i wouldn't like it." "but think how entertaining for sightseers," said tessa, and she saw jem duck his head to hide the quick flash of his grin.
Indeed." will let his cutlery clatter onto his plate. "the consul? Breaking up our breakfast time? Whatever next? The inquisitor over for tea? Picnics with the silent brothers?" "duck pies in the park," said jem under his breath, and he and will smiled at each other, just a flash, before the door opened and the consul swept it.
Got to be worth a try, i suppose," said crowley. "it's not as if i haven't got lots of other work to do, god knows." his forehead creased for a moment, and then he slapped the steering wheel triumphantly. "ducks!" he shouted. "what?" "that's what water slides off!" aziraphale took a deep breath. "just drive the car, please," he said wearily.