Zoltan Mission
[Originally I wanted to have some familiar scene from some familar poem, i.e. Gwen Harwood's In The Park or Father and Child: Barn Owl, or Lament of Hsi Chun. But it'd be really rather hard to stage and so we'll just have a generic shot in the dark.]
[Zoltan goes to shoot, steps on a twig a'la Twain's Huck Finn/Return of the Jedi and alerts people.]
FLASHBACK
[Young Zoltan walks into the room where his mentor is meditating or something]
Mentor:
No, no, no, Zoltan! STEALTH!
[Flashes back to Young Zoltan who's brought in his baratone]
[Back to Zoltan's predicament. The scene switches to a similar scene to that of in LOTR: TTT EE when Sam falls down near the black gate and they hide themselves under the Elven cloak. But, instead of the cloak that's rather camouflaged, Zoltan hides under something noticeable (bright blue cloak? My Moose blanket? Something). The people don't notice.]
[flashes of Bob watching a TV, then suddenly as Zoltan disappears:]
Bob:
Where the hell did he go?
Morning - Zoltan under the cloak is not recognised by passers by. Somone passes by as he undoes the Cloak, who gasps as he jumps out of his "hiding place."
Zoltan:
Good morning, kind sir. [or just tips hat (preferably top, and preferably not worn before that moment), or where a hat should be
Home Again; another message
[There's another mission waiting for Zoltan on his pooter. Zoltan looks over, with the Nightingale on his shoulder in frame]
Zoltan:
Another mission! Jimmy's trapped down the well! Sent by the same client as the last two, eh? I hope it's not a trap of some sort.