"Where've you been?" Reba asked anxiously. "What've you been doing?"
"I've been all over Fweepland," Four said wearily, "trying to locate its center of gravity."
"Well?" Fred prompted.
"It shifts."
"That's impossible," said Junior.
"Not for Fweep," Four replied.
"What do you mean by that?" Joyce suspiciously asked.
"It shifted," Four explained patiently, "because Fweep kept following me."
"Fweep?" Junior repeated stupidly.
"Fweep?" Fweep said eagerly.