The bus doors opened. The Fool asked, “Does this bus go to walmart?”

“Uh,” said Death, “this bus goes to eternity.”

“Do they have laundry detergent in eternity?” the Fool asked.

Death said, “Sure. Eternity has everything. Eventually.”

“That means no,” called the Hermit, from inside the bus.

Death rolled its eyes. “Fine, yes, from your perspective the answer is statistically no.”

“Well I guess I’ll wait for the next one then,” the Fool said.

“Suit yourself,” Death said. The bus pulled out into the road and slowly vanished in the distance.

“We’ll wait for the next one,” the Fool repeated, hoping he sounded more confident than he felt.

“Okay,” said the World. “I’m not going anywhere.”