"Here! This is the last of our chickens. go to the market and get some ginger."
"For the beans?"
"Wha?! For the….for the beans?! Are you mad? For our figure at the temple!"
"What are you going on about woman? It's a votive statue….it doesn't need …ginger….it doesn't even have a proper mouth!"
"This ginger is not for eating! It's to be given as an offering…you know….to the god we worship?! What is it going to give the gate keeper then tell me that, eh?"
"Look, I traded two chickens, one of my nicest pots and my very own marker medallion for this…..shit!"
"Keep your voice down oy!"
"Yeah yeah…..I'm just sayin, votive statues all this….."
he said gesturing to the ornate temple at the center of the village…..
"it's all bullshit."
"But I'm the village medium I am and I ain't bullshittin."
"But honey suckle your aren't the village medium it is your step sister, remember?"
"I don't have a step sister."
"What they got divorced already?"
"Of course not, you can't get divorced that's why I'm stuck with you."
"But you said you had a step sister twice removed and then this long story I half listened to."
"So….you don't listen to my stories, eh?"
"No sugar dumpling, I mean yes!" Heppo said fawning over his voluptuous wife. "I'm not saying anything bad about you sugar bottom. we could get some sugar instead of ginger…..for the beans…..it would save us half a chicken!"
"HURUMF! Well someone's a medium whoever that may be and I KNOW I know…..that there is such things inside of us as souls and more besides! If your not fearin then why yous bought the statue then, tarry and way you are afraid of the darkness, the mad creeping darkness and the eye that looks into our own and sees naught but itself!"
"No, actually wife…I am not….I just don't want undo attention from the priest's military."
"Ohhhhh…un do… he says…that's big talkin there for a potter husband, I should have listened to my mother and married the butcher…..a man becomes practical beein' round blood and guts like he."
"He smells like rotten pig and looks like rotten pig and he's also a rotten pig!"
"Humf! better then a…..grasshopper that talks like a…..ummmmm…..peep frog or something."
"Nice try honey."
"Hurmf! I would know better then you if I did know which I may or may not."
"That's the best argument for anything I've ever heard…."
"Well then that settles it! You ARE getting ginger for poot and that is that……I'm not going to have him carrying my eternal soul and getting stuck at the gate of light it just won't do."
"You NAMED it? and you named it Poot?"
"What else would I name it, it looks like a Poot."
"Well, fine dearest honey suckle bottom……I will get the ginger but all of this….all of THIS….."
He waved his hand at society….
"Is bull."
