“Who are you?” the creature asked in a flat, sandpaper voice. “I am the egg man,” I said seriously. Darius slightly shook his head. He probably also rolled his eyes. “Egg man,” the creature said. Its head slowly turned to Darius. The suit wasn’t hiding him from the boat captain. “Who are you?” Darius stared at him for a beat. “I am the walrus.” I couldn’t help myself. I was a Beatles fan. “Goo goo g’joob.”
