The old man puts a finger to his temple, exasperated. The girl looks down at the water behind him.
Old Man: Long neck? Probably a giraffe.
The man continues, but behind him, the girl is being lifted upward by the back of her sweater.
Old Man: Well, that's that.
He looks down, and the girl is lifted even further upward.
Old Man: Six in the morning for a GIRAFFE.
He hunches over, eyes closed.
Old Man: The most worthwhile excursion in history.
Young Girl: GRAMPA!
The old man looks up.
His granddaughter is hovering well away from the boat, dangled by something invisible. She smiles, and hangs limp. The old man panics.
Old Man: EVABELLE?!
Evabelle: Hehe. Hi.
Whatever is holding her begins swinging her around. She laughs wildly as she flies through the air.
Old Man (offscreen): EVABELLE! SWEET CHELINE! Evabelle, COME DOWN!
