Grover was sniffing the wind, looking nervous. He fished out his acorns and threw them into the sand, then played his pipes. They rearranged themselves in a pattern that made no sense to me, but Grover looked concerned. "That's us,"he said. "Those five nuts right there.""Which one is me?"I asked. "The little deformed one,"Zoe suggested. "Oh, shut up.

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In the quote, Grover, who is an animal of some kind, is sniffing the wind and looking anxious. He takes out a handful of acorns from somewhere and throws them onto the sand. He then plays a set of pipes and the acorns rearrange themselves into a pattern. Grover looks worried about this strange pattern, and he tells Zoe, who is also present, that the five nuts in the pattern are them. Zoe jokingly suggests that Grover is the deformed one among the five acorns, but Grover tells her to stop talking.