As usual, they each kept an eager eye out for any lost and unwary men along the way. It was an unusually fruitless afternoon, however. Nancy chased down two disinterested scottsmen, displaying her tongue to their backs after they refused her 'regimental check' and no amount of tush pinching yielded even the slightest smirk. Nancy lamented,

"This just isn't going to be one of my most famous days and I haven't even seen Ted again."

"Who's Ted?" asked Morgan as she craned her neck to gaze at a passing blonde.

"The guy who gave me that string of sharks teeth this morning. Oh. You weren't there. Let me show you." She had tied the ichthian fangs to her belt and now saw that they were already missing. She would have cursed and wailed (and probably blamed Morgan) if it weren't for the uncomfortable swell in her bladder.

The nearest Privies were just before the last ale stand at the End of the World. Nancy guessed she had a mere twenty or so yards to go, but the advancing crowds had passed ahead of the girls and coagulated, forming an impenetrable fleshly barricade.

"What's the matter with everyone?” Nancy fussed, “they all suddenly want to stand around and rub shoulders. Where’s the insect control team, Morgan? We have an infestation of humanity. It's an epidemic!"

Nancy turned to her compatriot, to whom she expected she was speaking. Morgan, however, was now going the other way, inattentively plodding like the un-dead, behind another pair of breeches within which strode yet another young, well built mop-headed street urchin upon whose bones, Nancy suspected, Morgan aspired to gnaw.

In one of the booths downstream, Nancy caught a glimpse of a man eyeing her. His face was dark and his ivory teeth flashed like far away lightning as he also carried on a conversation with some presumed patrons. He was selling long things. Nancy couldn't make them out. The man was holding up his long things so that his customers could more fully appreciate such a length of such a thing. What are those things? Nancy wondered, as she strained to see around and through the throngs of bodies that now had her trapped on either side. Morgan had disappeared.