Maurice was still laughing when she turned away from him. When he didn't get buffeted with a giant claw hand he leaned up and noticed that she had tensed. He followed her with his eyes to where she stalk-jogged and noticed that her pole was gone.

"Dadgumit." That was one of the poles he'd brought home from Tworock! He leaned up, briefly caught his foot on the skeleton of the lawn chair he'd busted through earlier and walked up beside Heather.

"Well...I can see if I can find a long stick and dig it out of there."