All right, Dr. O’Shea, I’m ready for my close-up.
Architeuthis dux? omg, is it really you? What has been? Five years? You we’re looking a bit peaked last time we met. But, gawd, now! Um, you look…great. Really. Just…great. *cough* What? No, I’m not staring! There’s just something, well…wait, don’t tell me…um, new hairstyle, right?
Plastinated? You’re joking! What? No, I’d never had guessed! *ahem* You just look soo, um, shiny. Naturally shiny, I mean!
What’s that? Feel your mantle? Oh, no. I don’t think… Stop it now. *giggle* Fresh thing! Dr. O’Shea gave explicit instructions not to touch!
Oh, Dux. *blush* Really. You know I could never resist the come-hither curl of your tentacular club… You saucy thing. I know you’re going on the road, & I’m just a brief layover in the old town, but tonight there’s just you and me, diving deep again, like old times. The squid and the whale, baby. The squid and the whale.