Sea Lion Shores some farcical aquatic ceremony

It could be said that the first encounter between two unrelated factions of people could be a tumultuous affair. It did not help that half of this encounter was a salty burrito, and the other an enigmatic young lady. What sort of conversation could be derived between a woman and a burrito? Of course, it helped that this burrito was alive and, if a bit roughed up following the girls sudden stumble over his lethargic self, as well as one might suspect.

The man let loose a groan. The effort sent a wave of particulates flying from his lips. Then, coming closer to proper consciousness so as to hear her plea, he murmured, ... inn't mornin' yet, g'back to sleep -- which clearly showed the man was still somewhat invested in the whole... burrito mode... thing.

Or he was half dead. Whatever.