QUOTE : Maps regarded Benji’s white and red striped shirt and said, “You look like one of those guys who steers a gondola.” “Uh,” Benji said, sitting up straighter and pointing to the parrot. “I’m a pirate. Yar.” “Pirate of the S. S. Gondola, maybe. Next stop, Baguette.” “Okay, stop.” “Plunder and pillage in the name of mi amore.” “Maps.” “Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of Tuscany’s finest red.” “Ugh!” Benji flopped back down on Maps bed, arms extended. “Why does Perry even like you? You’re awful.