Zoe the Sun Conure and her friend Paul

The Wayward Camcorder and I slipped into the Panda Inn Express before heading off for some dangerous international intrigue at Ralph's Market at the other end of the parking lot. As I ate, I saw a tall man right outside with a bird peeking out of his sweater collar. Maybe he was my foreign contact, I thought. Maybe he has tracked me down to tell me something and the bird is his cover. I quickly finished my lunch and approached him at the soda dispenser while a waitress was already chatting with him. His name is Paul Torgerson and the cozy golden redhead is Zoe. This is what follows.  -Wayward