"Don't worry it's an Earth thing," said Jean.
"Ok then," replied Boris.
"What do I have to do today?"
"Well you have to help fix the circus a little more. Then there's one performance tonight."
"How much time is there between the two?"
"A few hours."
"Good I know I'll do something between them."
"Very well Jean. I have other errands to attend to. I will see you later."
Boris then walked away and Jean stood up. She stretched her impossibly long legs and she thought for a moment. She thought about everything that had happened to her since she was exposed to that truck of chemicals. She had met people and also lost them. She could never go back to her true home. But she had made another home instead.
She started to walk towards the circus and she saw people trying to fix it. But now she was here to give them a huge hand. She smiled at them while she did this and they smiled back.