“No touching,” she told Chistery firmly. “We’re not in the hotel anymore. Keep your hands to yourself.”

Not that it’d keep Chistery happy for long. He needed to be doing something. Finally she sighed and untied her least favorite scarf from around her waist. “Here Chis… Play with this.”

The monkey chattered delightedly as he took the scarf and began wrapping it around things, and tying it up in knots.