Eleanor was staring. She had a few pieces of popcorn suspended in mid-air, because she'd forgotten to place them in her mouth.

"That was utterly preposterous," she said. "A top-heavy monument tipping over to the side like a bowling pin, without rupturing any of the smaller parts and collapsing in on itself and -- never mind that, how did the idiot stay on his bicycle if the ground was shaking so badly that entire buildings were toppling? In what appeared to be very, very slow motion!?"