On the three-hundredth day since her arriving on the island, Alice decided to have a party. Just for herself, but if anyone else wanted to come they were perfectly welcome. In fact that would be really nice, she thought. But she didn’t expect anything of anyone. So after her breakfast, of palm nuts and captured night dew, she wandered down to the shore, and waited for someone to tell.

“Little crab!” she said to a little crab who had appeared out of the sand, “I’m having a party tonight, do come! In the clearing, when the sunlight hits the western face! There will be singing! And laughing! Spread the word!”

And the little crab looked at her with his crab eyes, and said, “Sounds great Alice, I’ll be there!”