On still another road, a green-haired man wobbled by on peppermint-stick stilts; a fiery-plumed bird of paradise perched on his shoulder. But he's not in this story, so don't pay any attention to him.

“Duncan, what are you?""Human!" Duncan cried, trembling with excitement."More sp…”

“Can you believe the man rhymed 'Rumplestiltskin' with 'crumpled napkins'?”

“He was curious to know more about her. So he did something extremely rare. He s…”

“Wild card, got it," Duncan said. "Just like in Crazy Eights. I can be a diamond…”