The square is almost completely empty, only an old, faltering voice limps alone toward the sheltering building. He tries so hard to hurry that he drops his cane and cannot pick it up. Tessa quickly runs over and hands it back to him.
"Thank you, darling! But you should also hurry and find shelter, don't let the applause storm get you."
Stuffie nods vigorously.
"You see, Tessa? Everyone advises the same thing."
But Tessa stubbornly insists staying outside.
"Stuffie, I'm curious to know what this storm is like. I want to see it!"
Stuffie is completely clueless.
What should they do now?