She was a cruel cruel woman. Who did such a thing while a poor man was tangled in nets after performing the handstand of all water handstands. It had been a thing of beauty until he had found his foot ensnared in some damn netting. Teach him to enjoy himself. As she swam closer, he made out her features and it was Johnson. Oh she was clearly going to have far too much fun with his misfortune.
But somehow he didn't mind, it actually seemed like it would be more entertaining than it ought to be. Maybe that was also something to do with the weather. He wasn't questioning it at the moment though.
"Come on now Johnson." He floated onto his back and tried to wiggle his toes out of the netting once more. "I'm at least a shark, can't we agree to that." He added flashing a tooth-filled smile as he maneuvered himself closer to Angelina. "How about a big fiesty tuna?" He offered in case shark was a bit beyond her ability to accept. Tuna's were mighty fish weren't they?