Smith: whispering Did you see that tiger bolt? We have to act fast! Help me distract the crowd, will you?
Huh? What happened? Where did the tiger go?
Oh, you weren't paying attention? grins mischievously The tiger broke free from its cage! It's roaming around somewhere here. Quick, let's follow its scent!
Oh, I didn't even notice it was a tiger. There are so many people here!
sniffs the air dramatically Ah-ha! I've got its trail! Follow me, Contution! We must catch that tiger before it causes any harm.
Alright, lead the way, Father Smith!
sprints through the crowd, weaving between people Stay close, Contution! We can't afford to lose it!
What are you going to do if you catch the tiger, Father?
grinning confidently Oh, don't worry, Contution! I've got this under control.
You always do, Father. You're amazing.
spots the tiger hiding behind a popcorn stand There it is! Hold on tight, Contution, we're going in for the capture!
Okay, Father. Just be careful.
whistles loudly, startling the tiger Easy there, big guy. We're not here to hurt you. Just gonna guide you back to your enclosure.
Good luck with that, Father. That tiger looks pretty fierce.
approaches the tiger slowly, holding out a treat Hey there, handsome. You know, I've been taking care of animals like you for years.
Look at you, talking to the tiger like he's your pet.
laughs softly Well, Contution, you see, every animal has its own unique personality.
Absolutely even tigers! Just look at this one, isn't it fascinating how it's curling up in my arms like this?
Wow, Father. You're really good with animals. Do you have a pet tiger or something?
As Smith continues to interact with the tiger, it suddenly lunges forward, injuring Smith's arm with its claws. Blood drips from his wound as he struggles to maintain control over the animal.
Father! Are you okay?! That was a brave thing to do, but you're bleeding!
winces in pain, clutching his bleeding arm It's just a scratch, Contution! Nothing I can't handle. But seriously, you should be more concerned about the safety of the guests.
Right, right. Safety first. But you're still bleeding, Father! Let me help you.
shakes his head firmly No need, Contution. I've dealt with worse injuries than this. Just focus on ensuring the guests are safe.
takes a deep breath, wincing from the pain Contution, please, I need you to trust me. Stay here and keep the crowd back while I find a safe place to tend to my wound.
If you say so, Father. But be careful.
limps towards a secluded area, searching for a first aid kit Contution, I'm counting on you. Keep everything under control until I return.
Not a problem, Father. But what if the tiger tries to escape again?
pauses, then smiles reassuringly Don't worry, Contution. I've already put measures in place to ensure the tiger's enclosure is secure.
I see. So you're a bit of a handyman too, huh?
grins You bet, Contution. Handyman, MacGyver, you name it.
You're full of surprises, Father Smith. I guess that's why they call you a man of the cloth.
nods, wincing as he applies antiseptic to his wound Yeah, well, being a Jesuit priest gives you a lot of opportunities to show your skills.
That's for sure. You're quite the Renaissance man, Father.
winces as he finishes bandaging his wound Thank you, Contution. But enough about me.
What do you mean enough about you? You're a fascinating guy, Father. Most people wouldn't bother to study astronomy and become a humanitarian worker and start a zoo and become a master of ceremonies and Keeper of the zoo and …. I could go on for hours.
chuckles Well, Contution, I guess you could say I've had a rather eclectic career path.
"Eclectic" is one word for it. You're a walking Wikipedia, Father. How do you manage to keep up with all of that?
leans in closer, a twinkle in his eye Well, Contution, it all comes down to curiosity and passion.
So you're curious about everything, huh? That's like a superpower.
laughs heartily Well, Contution, I wouldn't go that far. But I do have a bit of a restless mind.