I stuck my head out of the water as Angel and the other girl approached. I studied them carefully from my semi-submerged position, blowing bubbles thoughtfully. I'd spent so much time underwater I'd lost track of what was going on.
Never mind, I'd catch up sooner or later. I was good at that.
But what the hairy heck was that in the girl's hand?
Was that... a coconut?
Scrambling out of the water, I gave myself a vicious shaking, (rather like a wet dog) and bounded over to see what was going on.
And to wonder why that coconut looked quite so sinister...