Day turned the book sideways. “I still do not understand.”
“Okay, look.” Seymour gently righted the book. “Here’s the water, then here we got his shoulders, his arm, his knee?—”
Knee…
Aquarian Knee.
“Hey, hey. The map. Where’s that map?” Seymour stared at Sariel. “The one from the restaurant?”
Sariel stared back. “The one where we erroneously tried to deduce a possible location for themostri ribelliupon?”
“Yeah!”
“I suppose it is back at the restaurant?—”
“Fuck!”
“Oh, oh! I kept it.” Day grinned, pulling it from her kimono. It was carefully rolled up like an ancient scroll and notsome cheap fast food placemat, and she reverently unfurled it, spreading it across the book.
“Holy shit.” Seymour choked out a laugh. “The locations?—”
“They are stars.” Sariel gasped. “I cannot believe I did not see this.”
“Well, it ain’t like it’s the whole thing, right?” Seymour gestured between the map and the constellation in the book. “Our map ain’t got his watery fish whatever this part is supposed to be, but it’s sure as hell got a knee!”
“You are referring to the rumor Shiloh shared with us?”
“Yeah! He said somethin’ about the Aquarian Knee. Look, this spot marked on our map would be his knee. This was that bakery, Kneadful Things or whatever, that we went to and didn’t find dick.”
“But that is not his knee. That is Delta Aquarii.”
“Huh?”
“Delta Aquarii is calledSkat. It means shin. This would be the shin of Aquarius.”
“Shin, knee, whatever!” Seymour tapped the map insistently. “This could be?—”
“It is a binary star system. So, technically, there are two stars.”
“Okay, okay?—”
“It is an important distinction and?—”
“I’m gonna dis your tinction in a damn second if you don’t listen?—”
“Hey!” Day yowled.
Sariel and Seymour both froze.
Day poked the map. “You think we may find more bad monsters here, yes? Perhaps even the brain we seek and stop the bad monsters from hurting everyone?”
“Yes,” Seymour said firmly.
Sariel nodded. “I agree it is plausible.”
“Then what are we waiting for?” Day grinned wickedly as she slammed the book shut. “Come on! Off your butts! We have a city to save, and I am very, very hungry.”
“Fuck yeah!” Seymour scooped her up as he got to his feet. “Lemme just stop somewhere to get a damn golf club or a baseball bat or somethin’, and then we can?—”
