ALIE: We need to set objectives. IRIS: That’s still making plans in my book. TIIA: Iris is quite right actually. The definition of making plans is “a detailed scheme or method, for attaining an objective”. IRIS: See? Just like I said! ALIE: Throwing away the previous plan doesn’t necessarily mean improvise! We need to at least decide what we will do next! TIIA: You do have a point t here… KATY: Wait… when did Gwyn fall asleep? TIIA: What? Gwyn was no longer sitting on the matchbox. He had placed his tiny glasses and his tiny jacket on it, had wrapped himself in a napkin and had laid down directly on the table. He was sound asleep. ALIE: I suppose it makes sense. Because he’s tiny, maybe he gets tired faster? KATY: I’ll crochet him a proper blanket. TIIA: And I will look around to see if there’s something that can be used as a bed for him. ALIE: That’s exactly what I was talking about when I mentioned setting objectives. IRIS: How is making a tiny bed for tiny Gwyn the priority? In case you have all forgotten, he’s a World War I veteran; he’s used to sleep wherever he can. KATY: It doesn’t mean that he is not allowed to have a cosy bed. IRIS: Fine. While you all pamper Gwyn, I’ll focus on finding a way to get more information about the bounty. TIIA: I’ve got an idea! IRIS: Weren’t you supposed to find a bed for Gwyn? TIIA: No need, Alie got it covered. ALIE: While you were talking, I emptied another matchbox, filled the bottom with cotton and a piece of napkin. KATY: Cute, but I’m still going to crochet a blanket for him. TIIA: Are you going to wake him up so he can enjoy his new bed? ALIE: I have a better idea. Alie scooped Tiny Gwyn very carefully in the palm of her hand, and gently placed the sleeping scientist in the matchbox. TIIA: I was literally holding my breath here! KATY: Me too, I was afraid this would wake him up! IRIS: I was about to say something, but you know what, nevermind. KATY: Admit it, you were holding your breath too! IRIS: No, I wasn’t. TIAA: Come on, it’s okay to admit that you care about tiny Gwyn too! IRIS: Fine! Alright! I find tiny Gwyn cute! Are you happy now? TIIA: I’m always happy, except when I’m not. KATY: Alie? Is there something wrong? You seem worried… ALIE: I was thinking about Alun. He really wants Gwyn back to his normal size ASAP… TIIA: …and you’re worried that only Astra can reverse the spell… KATY: …but with Astra locked away in the time prison… IRIS: One problem at a time, OK? KATY: Plus Gwyn doesn’t seem to mind being tiny. ALIE: Iris is right, let’s focus on one problem at a time. TIIA: We need to find a way to trigger your visions. IRIS: I can always tase you. ALIE: Thanks, but no thanks. TIIA: I KNOW WHAT WE CAN DO! KATY: Sshh, not so loud, you’re going to wake up Gwyn! TIIA: Oops, sorry. What about hypnosis? ALIE: That could work I suppose… KATY: You know how to hypnotise people? TIIA: I don’t, but I’m sure that Gideon can. Or at least she probably has the knowledge; worse case scenario, it doesn’t work and we find a different way to trigger your visions… IRIS: I can always… ALIE / KATY / TIIA: NO!