(Quartz sits in a chair, feet not quite hitting the front, but he refuses to be in a smaller seat than Christopher. Happily, Christopher isn’t very tall, even though he’s too tall as far as the dwarf is concerned.)
Quartz: Hmmph. Not sure why I’m here, talking to you. Again.
Christopher: Maybe because we’re in the same situation? Our stories are on hold until the scribbler finishes Wind Me Up, One More Time.
Quartz: How does it feel, eh? Guessing you’re not used to this. Being put on hold.
Christopher: Yes, I am. We’ve talked about this before, remember? Right here.
Quartz: Right, right. Guess I’m still having trouble believing it. You’re from the scribbler’s beloved Omphalos and Shadow Forest, the big series she’s poured her life into.
Christopher: Yet you’ve resurrected yourself with our scribbler’s imagination, made yourself popular with readers. You’ve even claimed a regular blog, or a regular part on her blogs, too.
Quartz: You have, too, sort of. Look at you now.
Christopher: Yes, although I’m starting to feel like a talk show host from the scribbler’s world. Where had my story gone? When will I rejoin it? Is the scribbler thinking of these things at all?
Quartz: You’re preaching to the abandoned. The abandoned talk show host, no less. Maybe we should do something about it, eh? Shake up the scribbler’s imagination a bit-
(A red curtain appears behind the dwarf and the shadowling.)
Theodora: (One can hear her behind the curtain.) Growwr.
Grace: (Her voice also comes from behind the curtain.) Theodora says no shaking things up until our story is finished. That goes for you, too, scribbler.
Grace: Do you know how long we’ve waited for our story to finish? Much longer than Quartz or even Christopher have been around!
Quartz: (grumbles) Ruddy bear.
Christopher: I thought you liked her.
Quartz: Aye, I respect her stubborness. She’s still a ruddy bear.
Grace: Thank you.
Christopher: Looks like we’ve got no choice but to wait.
Quartz: Right. (He glares at the curtain but says nothing.)
Grace: Theodora says thank you.
(The red curtain disappears.)
Quartz: You should thank me. Aye, I’ll wait. What choice have I got?
Christopher: At least we have these blogs. You’ve got another Secondary Characters Speak Out at the end of the month.
Quartz: Right. That I’m not looking forward to. (He shudders.)
Christopher: Why not?
Quartz: You’ll see.