Surveying Snow People!
UnderWoman regains her strength relatively quickly, and is EXCITED to show her entourage the Snow People of Central Park.
They will retrace her steps from the day before yesterday — back through the Arthur Ross Pinetum (where so much had taken place), to and through the Great Lawn, by the Delacorte Theater, past the Swedish Cottage, up into Shakespeare Garden.
En route, she will refresh her memory about how two strangers (one stranger than the other), had come to her aid. And she will share with Risk-It, Brisk-It and Pig-It all the joys of NYC in Winter – all that can be observed, created and learned from SNOW.
Of course, the going is slow.
Brisk-It, her Attention Deficit Disorder dog, runs off in all directions.
Pig-It, who has three legs, hops and limps along through pure powder in sporadic bursts.
And Risk-It faints whenever excited or scared…which is almost always.
She faints yet again upon seeing a circle of Snow People at the outskirts of the Pinetum.
Just then, the gentleman from “mysasthenia gravis night out” comes running over — enthusiastic, but a little bit “off.”
“UnderWoman,” he exclaims, “You didn’t tell me you had a myotonic goat!”
“And you, Good Sir, didn’t even tell me your name. But I was hoping we would meet again….”
And then, as she leans in towards the fainting goat and the odd man, she smells something strange…..