Hidden away in a warm and bright
caffè in Verona, The team gathered to discuss what sort of adventure
they'd just had. "You start, Skratch," said the Wabbit, "We
want your point of view. What did you make of all
that." Skratch drew his chair in and leaned forward.
"Surely you mean my focalisation?" The Wabbit nodded.
"Well," purred Skratch," Given the presence of flying
pizzas and an extraordinary tiger, it was definitely a fantasy
adventure." Wabsworth raised a paw. "These are merely
attributes of demarcations. The talking tiger with laser eyes constitutes
fantasy - but the flying pizzas belong to science fiction." The Wabbit
grinned because he's been reading. "The matter does not depend on that
kind of architextuality. We have to talk about the context of the
narrative moment and how it's enunciated." Lapinette shook her
head. "No, no, no. Skratch was talking about textual transcendence and that is transtextuality." Skratch meaowed loudly. "Perhaps that's why it resembled a video game with overlaid enunciations employing a complexity of multi facteted heterogeneous structures" Lapinette laughed. "We went round in a circle. We're back to architexts!" They all laughed until the Wabbit rapped on the table. "Can we agree it was a story?" Lapinette frowned. "What's the story about our drinks?" The Wabbit looked in several different directions and yelled. "Multi proseccos please, as many as you can see!"
[The characters are relying on Garard Genette's theories regarding narrative.]
