“They’re so gentle!” marvels Minka. One of the shipping containers breaches nearby, spraying the spectators from its blowhole; they all laugh and sputter.

“These are pretty well socialized,” Eero says. He scratches one container’s belly; it rolls over and clangs appreciatively. “This one saw a lot of urban traffic–it’s a Best Buy.”

“How can you tell?”

“The giant writing on its side,” says Eero, pointing helpfully.

“Ooh.”

“Want to feed one?”

“Sure!” Minka grabs a double handful of packing peanuts from the bucket and hurls them. The Best Buy kicks up onto its tail, creaking, and doesn’t miss a one.