Annie: We’re back! Oh, is it good to be in a shielded refuge again. Smell that fresh-ish air.
Did we find anybody else, Manager . . . ?
Manager: Afraid not, Pickman Annie. This is . . . all known survivors.
Gil: . . . eleven, twelve . . . thirteen! There are thirteen of us! That is terrible luck!
Bramble: POINT OF ORDER.
If you count more carefully, you will find that our party is TWELVE AND THREE QUARTERS. We are as LUCKY as we can expect to get.