
Right then we were waiting for act one to start. Pod-man was watching from the wings, as he didn't appear in act one, while Tigges and Dickerson entered after the curtain went up. So they talked:
Pod-man: I like it when Maestro Elder conducts; I think he really feels the music.
Tigges: Oh, you do?
Dickerson: Who else do you like?

Pod-man: I like Maestro Bartoletti because he's master of the Italian repertory, Andrew Davis is too nonchalant about conducting, I really like Eschenbach, he so sensitive. My dad likes Furtwängler in recorded music, but I think Bruno Walter gets a bigger sound out of the orchestra.
Tigges: (Looks uneasily at Dickerson) That's about what I'd pick.
Dickerson: (Nods in agreement) Yeah.
Now, this whole time, Pod-man has been twisting the sole of his shoe against the floor.
Dickerson: What are you doing with your foot?
Pod-man: When I move my foot like this — it makes a farting sound!
