Brice: |
Shatter the glass? Isn't that sheer folly? |
Anya: |
(half-smiling) There is no glass – just lines on water. |
Carlos: |
(enjoying the jest) There is no water – jest movement ah mind. |
Devani: |
Dere's no mind – jes . . . jest . . . |
Brice: |
(tiring of the charade) Huh? Yo – wake up! You'z getting mesmerized bye philosoofee. |