Emma's phone rings. "Hello... I'll be there."
   She rides down the street on her moped, moving very slowly, whistling as she goes.
   She sits at a table on the pavement outside a cafe and drinks coffee with her friends.
   They go to look at the ducks in the pond behind Clare's house. Joe draws a white line on the concrete at the edge of his life, only then realising that Miriam is at the other side of the white line with the ducks.
   Emma, Miriam and Clare wait for a duck to say something, looking down at him, but he just looks back. Miriam closes her eyes and grows. Her hands go deeper into her coat pockets as she rises slowly into the pale blue sky, a breeze on her face. A smile grows as the world below moves further away. She sees Joe behind his line, looking up at her. "Hello," she says and waves.
   When she opens her eyes she's waving at the ground in front of her. She looks up. They're all looking at her. "Sorry, I just thought I was taller than I actually was."
   They still stare at her. She hopes the duck will say something to distract their attention, but the duck has gone to Joe's line. It stops at the line and looks up at Joe. He shakes his head and mouths the word 'no', but the duck steps over the line. Joe slowly shakes his head. Miriam nods.
   Duck: I don't react well under pressure.