As your bike takes the next corner, however, the front wheel gives a disconcerting wobble. The dwarf grunts and tries to wrestle the contraption back into order, but suddenly a nut spins off its bolt onto the ground, the wheel dislodges entirely and the front end of the bike drops into the dirt, flipping you and the dwarf into a conveniently placed haystack and sending the front wheel spinning downhill into a tree.
"Oh blast!" groans the dwarf, as your companions pull up alongside you and check to make sure no one was injured. "That's the third time this week!" He looks around for a bit and, shrugging, stands, dusts himself off and huffs downhill towards the misbehaving wheel.
"You guys see if you can find the nut that came off," he shouts back at you, "we'll need it to get back up and running again."
>Look for nut
You and your companions start scouring the ground for the missing bolt, finally turning it up just as the dwarf comes puffing back up the hill, wheel in hand. He takes the bolt from you and pokes his hand back towards a rucksack hanging over the back of his bike.
"Could you check my bag for me?" he says. "I'm going to need some sort of wrench to get this on good and tight."
You reach into the rucksack and take from it a Latin-English dictionary, a stale croissant, a clay jug full of water, and a rusty wrench.
>give wrench to dwarf
You hand the wrench to the dwarf, who looks it over for a split second before handing it back. "Nope, it's the wrong size. I need something adjustable."
"Yeah," says the dwarf, "you know. Like a spanner, or...something."
>No. Absolutely not.
The dwarf looks offended. "You're refusing to help?"
>No, sorry, I'm not talking to you. I'm talking to this idiot text parser.
I don't understand "this idiot text parser."
> Oh, come off it. You've been carrying on perfectly coherent dialogues for pages now. Stop playing dumb.
Fine then. So what's your problem now?
> I'm not doing this. The whole idea is utterly preposterous, and I won't stand for it.
You have a better idea?
>Combine oil can with magnifying glass.
Now you're being silly.
>COMBINE OIL CAN WITH MAGNIFYING GLASS.
You place the handle of the magnifying glass in the nozzle of the oil can, creating a thingamabob.
>Combine tape measure with thingamabob.
You've successfully created a whatchamacallit.
>Combine whatchamacallit with lipstick
You have created an elaborate doohickey.
>Give doohickey to dwarf.
The dwarf takes the doohickey and points it his wheel, instantly repairing it. "Hey," he says, "this is pretty useful! With this we can get you to Glinda's in no time!"
It's an oil can with a magnifying glass sticking out one side, a tape measure wrapped around it and a stick of lipstick lying on top. What exactly were you expecting?
Having second thoughts?
>Take apart doohickey.
You disassemble the doohickey into its component parts.
>Combine croissant with wrench.
You have created a croissant wrench! How clever!
>Oh, shut up. That's not even spelled right.
It's crescent-shaped though. It still counts.
>Club smart-mouthed text parser in the head with croissant wrench.
Now that's not very nice.
>Do it anyway.
You hand the croissant wrench to the dwarf.
>No I don't
Yes you do.
>Fine. Hand croissant wrench to dwarf.
The dwarf gets to work, and in an instant you're ready to go again.
"Keep that stuff from the rucksack," he says. "I won't be needing it."
"You sure?" you ask hesitantly.
"I'm sure. When was the last time you saw a dwarf drinking water?" You nod softly and add the jar of water and the Latin dictionary to your inventory.