“Do you know,” said Sprite, “I was certain there used to be two antennae up here.”

“Oh, there were,” replied Spectre.

“Oh,” pondered Sprite. “What happened to them?”

“The pair of them ran off and got married,” sighed Spectre, hauling himself up.

“Two antennae got married?” mused Sprite.

“Yeah,” replied Spectre. “The service was crap, but the reception was excellent.”