“Hey Catfish.”
“Hey Zebrafish.”
“What’s happenin’?”
“Storm creamed visibility. Waitin’ here for things to settle.”
“Nice cave.”
“Thanks.”
“You sure you ain’t hidin’? Dogfish is tellin’ everyone you owe him sand dollars.”
“And you believe that dull-eyed, salivatin’ moron?”
“Nah. I believe the octopus who made an oblique reference to you, a gamblin’ problem, and a certain creditor.”
“It’s a horrible addiction, a curse. But it was a sure bet! A Great White knocked out by a snail? He threw the fight.”
“Nah. It was an Assassin Snail. They’re nasty buggers.”
“A snail? C’mon!”
“Look out - Dogfish is comin’.”
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