In addition to his scholarly, mystical self, Kurt was a sensualist. Food, drink, smoke and sex fueled his imagination and his life. In this fictional short tale, we find Kurt's alter-ego Jose Que indulging his sensual side in a bathhouse as he floats in the tub contemplating his navel. A sexy rendezvous with Joyce James stimulates an orgy of number sequences and passages from Finnegans Wake playfully tossed between the two lovers. "In the dawn we shall see swords," mused Que, as if in prophetic trance. "But for 1132, on page thirteen, we have 'ants or emmets wondern upon a groot hwide Whailfisk,' d'ya hear?" Joyce deliciously rolled her words into the brogue. "Which lay in a Runnel." Que continued the line. "I do not hear your injunction," she punned,"and would not unless you lay first for my pillow, love."