Talking with Greta at the hostel is like those scenes where Skippy comes up chattering away and the humans work out that she's telling them the plane has crashed at the old mill and the crew are trapped:
G: Lamalamalama.
A: What's that Greta? You want a cup of tea?
G: Heh heh. Lamalamalama. Keeko.
A: The dog?
G: Heh! Aaa. Lamalamalamalamalama.
A: The dog's scared of the storm?
G: Oooo. Lamalamalama!
A: Yes, it was a big storm wasn't it? Boom!
G: Heh! Yeh! Lamalama. Keekolamalama.
A: He's all right now, look, he's under the chair.
G: Ahhh! Heh heh heh. (Pause). Nanananana. Na!
A: OK, I'll get you some biscuits in a minute.
G: Lamalamalamalama tea.
A: You have no idea how much I look forward to our conversations, Greta.
G: Heh heh heh. (Gives me a hug)
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