Refreshed from his sleep amongst the flowers of the Elysian Fields, the Wabbit hopped onto a plinth and pretended to be a statue. Lapnet smiled at the Wabbit. "It used to be quite different here," she said. "What was it like?" asked the Wabbit. "This was a mighty port and ships came and went. And there were ropes and boxes and things from far-off lands," said Lapnet, "But then the sea went away." "No more ships," said the Wabbit. "Oh Wabbit, other things came. Everything changes!" said Lapnet. The Wabbit wrinkled his nose and Lapnet noticed. "Greek Gods meddle," she said. "But we do have our limits." "I do want change," said the Wabbit firmly. "If you want the change that you want, then you must do the changing," said Lapnet. The Wabbit fell silent for a while and he found himself looking at one of the statues, because he was certain it had moved. Then he heard Lapnet's voice. "Will you take me on a visit to the city in your chariot of fire?" asked Lapnet. The Wabbit couldn't help glancing across to Turbina the Jet Car and he heard three quick blasts from her horn. "How could we refuse a Goddess?" smiled the Wabbit. "Demi-goddess," said Lapnet. "It's settled," said the Wabbit. "Now I'm just going to talk to that statue over there." "The one with no head?" asked Lapnet. "Nobody's perfect," said the Wabbit.
