What’s a dinghy?
It’s a little dinghy!
Ruff ruff! You mean like Arnold has a dinghy?
No, like a small little boat dinghy!
I grew up around boats, I know about boats. I’ll take it from here, m’ladies. That’s it now! Take it from the stern!
What? What are you talking about?
Oh never mind, it’s boat talk, you’re still new to all this.
The quartet cruise into the sunset breeze and employ the salty air to reset their ease.
OK, the smell of fish is making me hungry! Back to the dinghy thingy!
You’ll be fine alone with the whole dinghy situation, right? I’ll just be in the way, I imagine.
Well gee, if you don’t mind…since you know about boats and all.
OK, I’ll steer the ship!
Well no, you don’t have to go that far.
Ah OK, I’ll just grab the clip then…got it.
Accompaniment
All of a sudden, the wind picks up and catches the dinghy, carrying the two farther and farther away from the dock.
Two people. One oar. Their comrades and a three-legged dog ashore.
Just make it to the row of kayaks and from there we can think more clearly and reassess!
OK well done, here we are. Now, we’ve got a few options. Maybe we could make it to the dock stilts and slowly haul ourselves up against the tide….or….
Hey, look! The wind caught us!
Yah, no shit, I can see that!
OK, maybe if we throw you the line!
All of a sudden, they notice that there’s less thwarting wind now. They’ve found their place in a pocket of reduced hardship and more resonant resource. They proceed earnestly to their destination.
When in doubt, break up the dyad!
