Lapinette scrunched up her eyes and thought as hard as she could. "Market, market, market," she thought, "Market we've never been before!" As if by some enchanted hand they were conveyed into a sea of blue. They were on the bridge of the Lepus and Captain Rabbit Jenny was in charge. "Welcome me hearties," she said, "I'm on my way to a market under the sea. It be open today, for the sale of unobtainable objects." The Lepus was close to the surface and sun threw shards of dappled light in the water. "How did you manage that?" asked the Wabbit. "I just made a wish," answered Lapinette. The Lepus engines burst unto life and soon they were making their way down. "Davy Jones Locker be a good place to start," said Jenny. "There are things there that are certainly not available to the common shopper." The Wabbit considered. "Left-handed mariner's loop?" This was met with a loud guffaw. "Nothing so mundane," replied Jenny. "Plenty of ghost cutlery, made from ingots of lost treasure. How do you think dead pirates eat?" Jenny paused. "They make a strange sound when they munch. A screeching, like metal on metal." Lapinette's fur stood on end. But Jenny wasn't finished. "We came across an empty dingy with a pair of boots on it. And two socks." The Wabbit was entranced. "But the weirdest things I saw was a van, making it way in the depths. It had exhaust fumes, the lot. They curled round waves like sea sprites." "See any bars down there?" asked the Wabbit. "Wherever there be ghost ships, there be ghost bars," answered Jenny, "And we be going there ..."
