Lapinette could hear the Wabbit's tummy grumbling. "Are you a bit peckish?" she enquired. "I am," said the Wabbit. "That's why we're here. isn't it?" "There's all the salad you can eat at Eataly," said Lapinette. "I know," said the Wabbit. "I have a discount." "I don't get a discount," said Lapinette. "You," said the Wabbit, "are not a member of the Carrot Club." "The Carrot Club?" smiled Lapinette. "We get 15 per cent discount. We have our get-togethers here," said the Wabbit. "What do you talk about?" asked Lapinette. "Carrots," said the Wabbit. "I'm astonished" said Lapinette. "Did you know that you can use compost tea to prevent carrot disease?" asked the Wabbit. "I'm sure the Carrot Club knows everything there is to know about carrots." said Lapinette, suppressing a giggle. “We have our own carrot juice with the Carrot Club logo on the label." said the Wabbit proudly. "What's it like? asked Lapinette. "Crossed carrots on a verdant field," said the Wabbit. There was a lengthy pause in which the Wabbit thought briefly about explaining the secret sign language of the Carrot Club. "Wabbit!" said Lapinette, suddenly breaking into the Wabbit's train of thought. "I brought you here to talk of an urgent mission. It's perfect for a wabbit with one of your special qualities. "Which one?" asked the Wabbit. "Would it be bravery, audacity, or serenity under pressure?" "Recklessness." said Lapinette.