Tiltjuice wrote:"Sounds good to me, Fvaar. The unbearable lightness of being. And it works; but perhaps we shouldn't touch it if real pineapples turn into icons of one. Unless someone here has a secret ambition to be Han Solo in carbonite and no one told me. Anyone?"
Tilt paused for a moment and nodded to himself. "I didn't think so. OK, so now that we have no pineapple, but we still have keys and a feather and a knife...and we've ruled out sacrificing any blood, fishy or human, to these tiles as too dark a solution...what can we do? Are we supposed to tickle the tiles with the feather? Do something else?" He studied Brit's Buck knife, trying to figure out what other attachments it had. "Any ideas?"
"Ain't got nothin, Captain." Brit said. The buck knife was small and slim, and the only other attachements it had were two different smaller blades. It wasn't a multi-tool or a Swiss Army knife like he'd like to have, but it was only to help as a minor annoyance if he ever got into a fight and there was no one around to help him.