Nomad) Let me get this straight. You want all 60 of us to join your community ?
Lou) That's right.
Nomad) Mmm, but why ?
Lou) Look, we have plenty of room to accommodate you. We have two orchards, three fields and several hunting and gathering lodges.
You will not want for tools or herbs.
Nomad) [eyes Lou suspiciously] I don't know. I think I'd better talk to the village chief, if it's all the same to you.
Lou) I am the village chief.
Nomad) Are you? Ok, do you mind if we sort of looked around and talked to other people, then ?
Lou) Erm, well, you can talk to me, if you want.
Nomad) Yes, I know. I just want to talk to the Herbalist, or the Blacksmith.
Lou) I am the Herbalist. And the Blacksmith.
Nomad) Well, how about the Forester? I'd like his opinion too.
Lou) I am the Forester too.
Nomad) Wait, what?
Lou) Well, we like to hop around doing every job.
Nomad) Hold on a second. Exactly how many people are in this village?
Lou) Well, at some point we had more than 500. We nearly reached...
Nomad) [interrupting Lou] Never mind that. How many now?
Lou) Er... it's just me...
Nomad) [To the others] Ok guys, let's move on. Nothing to see here.
Lou is left alone.
Lou begins the long walk back home, trying to ignore the hunger.