"Hey look, here they come" shouted Hornk,  "I hope they have a key to the shop man, I gotta pee."  "Look at those dorky cars willya, are we sure we want Magrin and Crimba to work on the bus?  All's we need is a little straighten' and knockin' some of the dents outta the body." wondered Rikolo.  Doubtful now, whether it was a good idea or not to have any more work done on the bus.  After all it was mechanically sound....better than that even.  That is a real work of art under the hood now.  Oh well he thought, we should finish it off right, so what the hell.  Here they come now.

they finally returned

After all the "glad ta meetcha's" and all that, everyone gathered around and discussed the plans for the next stage of refurbishing the bus.  "Okay, okay," insisted Magrin, "we'll just make it over like the original. No creative stuff.  Cripes youse are such a pain.  Now Crimba an' I are gonna do the work right now but youse gotta get outta here, cause' you'll drive us crazy."  "Whadda we gonna do then?" asked Krik, "we can't think up stuff ourselves".  "Tell ya what, why don'tcha take a walk and visit the winery down the road.  It's kinda interestin' and everybody says it's a good place to visit.  Go on, do it, and we'll be all done when youse get back.  'Sides, maybe this story will get interestin' or sumthin'."

Grumbling and doubtful about the quality of the work to be done without their supervision, everyone shuffled off down the road to visit the winery.  Hell, maybe they'll even have a chance to taste some of the stuff.

the winery road shuffle