The following day the Wabbit took Lapinette for a hop in the EUR district. He explained to Lapinette about the architectural style of the Fascist period. "It's rationalist," he said. Oh I know all that," said Lapinette. She explained about the original plan. "I think these were office buildings," said the Wabbit. "Still are," smiled Lapinette. There was a pregnant pause. "I see a shadow up there!" shouted the Wabbit. "They're after me." The Wabbit still insisted he was under surveillance. "Probably just a trick of the light," replied Lapinette, "Just because a shadow appears on a balcony doesn't mean you're being followed." They strolled paw in paw along the street. "Didn't we visit an air raid shelter around here." The Wabbit wouldn't let it go. "Yes," agreed Lapinette, "Well, you insisted there was a monster in there." The Wabbit was appalled. "There was a monster!" Lapinette stood her ground. "It was hardly a monster. It was one of your doppelgangers." "It had my blood," groaned the Wabbit, "Wasn't a Wabphage creature monster enough." Lapinette sighed. "A single shadow isn't surveillance; it's not doing anything." The Wabbit turned around. Just then, the shadow waved and vanished. "But I saw that. It's overt surveillance. It wanted you to see it." Now Lapinette looked worried. "It might be using AI." The Wabbit turned back. The shadow appeared again. "Facial recognition," said Lapinette. The Wabbit made a silly face and stuck his tongue out. The shadow vanished again. The Wabbit shrugged. "Now I know how to get rid of it."
