“I don’t like Wednesdays.”
“We are the wire, and tomorrow is like yesterday with a furry back. Don’t pet me, Tuesday! Please don’t Wednesday with my emotions.”
“Tastes like a drunken diabetic's piss,' agreed Wednesday. 'I hate the stuff.”
“I feel much better. It is not Wednesday.”
“Wednesday was talking to him. “I’m sorry?” said Shadow. “I said we’re here,” said Wednesday. “You were somewhere else.”
“Practical! On Wednesday afternoons I could be practically anything. What's up?”