Stavanger Bay this is heavy

as she wormed towards him his resolve to leave her high and dry melted completely -- her theatrics were enough to wrap him around her narrow little toes. murgash had no earthly idea a red snapper was a fish -- his mind instantly went to his red snapper. surely that would be just as appetizing, right? "oi'm not sure wot det is, unless ye be talking about moin own red snapper??" he arched a brow suggestively, swinging his girth back and forth like a merry little bell.

he knew she wasn't, but he couldn't pass an opportunity to remind her that he was ready and available. he leapt back quickly after saying it, and for good reason too -- it was likely his cheekiness would not be taken too kindly.