A bright, cheerful establishing shot of the Kitsilano Beach seawall in Vancouver on a sunny day, the sparkling blue water of English Bay visible behind and the snow-dusted North Shore mountains in the far distance. Fillbert walks along the paved path at the front of the frame, tiny but purposeful, sash glinting with badges, walking stick in hand and acorn-cap hat perfectly level. Gorillionaire strides beside him, diamond cane catching the sunlight, briefcase in his other hand, monocle glinting. People on bikes and dogs on leashes blur softly in the background. The sky is wide and blue, and a single cheerful seagull wheels overhead.
Our Path

Fillbert and the Bat of Kitsilano

Kitsilano smells like sunscreen and salt and someone's excellent hot dog. Fillbert breathes it all in. He is on a mission. A VERY IMPORTANT SCOUTING MISSION. He has his compass. He has his handbook. He has his sash, which has twenty-seven merit badges on it, and he plans to have twenty-eight by sunset. Gorillionaire walks beside him, diamond cane tap-tap-tapping the path. "What badge are we after today?" Gorillionaire asks. "Wildlife Helper," says Fillbert. "I have to assist a creature in genuine need." Gorillionaire considers this. "And if we don't find one?" "We will find one," says Fillbert. "There is always someone who needs help." He is, as it turns out, completely right.