Stavanger Bay that still only counts as one

She enjoyed strolling along the beach, staring in the water, watching for the beauties to surface. Sometimes the glistening of a seashell, or the challenge of a crab. It was perhaps her favorite concerning the sea, that you never really know what is beneath the surface. They couldn't go too deep either, sad to say, for not only the salt sting their eyes, but they ain't merfolf who can breath under water. Alas, one lad seemed to trying to become one, as she watched a familiar coat plunge into the water, before resurfacing into a lazy state by the shore.

"Ahoy!" She called out, a grin coming to, "long time no see, aye?"