BoxJam: omigosh!

[[ms BoxJam is standing on the other side of the quick-sand]]

BoxJam: looks like I'll

be delayed getting

home, honey! - until

I can figre out how

to get there!

[[ms BoxJam walks around the quick-sand, stands next to BoxJam with her arms crossed looking mad]]

BoxJam: well, great...

now I have to

figure out how to

get both of us

across...