trying to do everything himself. After a long and ridiculous struggle he gets the worm on and shows them all, panting and frustrated.) There. See? Fans:    (Thoughtfully admiring) Mmm... (They note in handbooks) Mastr:    (Taking pliers out of his mouth) So that's how you bait a hook, pupils. But of course that's hypothetically speaking. Today we're just using the cork. It's up to you, my pupils, to translate all this when you're using real worms. You cast your line in, like so (casts line in a funny way), and then you wait for a bite. Fans:    (Thoughtfully) Mmm... (They wait for a while in silence.) Fan#3:    (Thinking of something to say) ..Well done master! Mastr:    Thank you. (More silence and waiting.) Fan#1:    Any nibbles? Mastr:    Of course not, it's only a cork. Fan#1    :So what do we do now, master? Mastr:    My child, when you use real bait, you'll get a bite and you'll know. Fan#1:    Oh. (Notes in handbook) Mastr:    But for this lesson so we'll just use the cork. Your turn. (He hands #1 the rod and they all sit around waiting.) (Felicity rushes in flinging pieces of bread into the air.) Fel:    Take it, quick! Take all you need darlings! I love you! (Sam follows, grabbing the bread bag from her.) Sam:    Give me that, you're ruining everything! It's not good for fish to eat bread anyway, it's bad for their diet! Fel:    What do they eat then? Sam:    Fish! Or worms! Just not bread, you twit!