Oddly Even, Evenly Odd

Your voice sounds so sad
Don't be sad. You're going
To like this.
Keep walking up Sycamore.

Am I going to find a pot of gold?

Yes. Hey, look
To your right.

Hi, Ms. Even

Hi, Mr. Odd. We're parallel.

Why are you carrying
Your cello case?

You'll see.

Hello, yonder cello player.

Hello
Yonder Oddman.

How do you do?

Just dandy, you?

Nah.
Am I walking into a trap?

Yes, indeed you are—a dark alley
Where I intend to rob you of—

Two dollars and a guitar pick...

Right. The contents of your pockets.
Follow me now to my neighbor's treehouse,
Follow me there

Trespass? I'm not sure...

It's okay
No one lives here anymore
Come up, come up I say

I'll ask again—why are you carrying
Your cello case?

You'll find out, come—
Climb up.
Now open my cello case

A guitar...did you steal this?!

Borrowed. Now which is the greater
Crime?
An instrument that's left aside and never played
Or taking it so it can be played all the time?