'Well, I also guard the Palace of the King,' Sir Lumpalot drew himself up proudly and harrumphed his mustache into another curl.
'And where would that be?' Slutter cut into the harrumphing.
'Where? Why, in the Royal Square, that's where.' Another harrumph.
'Tell them how you guard it,' Chug says.
'Well, twice a day I circle the Square.'
Stobey giggles, and so does Slutter. Suzanne and Roger are politely silent.
'I see. You circle the Square. Well, what do you do if you see someone who doesn't belong?' Stobey asks.
'Chase them around the nearest corner away from there, of course.'
'Isn't it strange for a grown knight and a unicorn to spend their time circling a Square?' Roger is polite with his question.
'That's my job,' says Sir Lumpalot.