...and luckily, florescent orange inflatable water wings. His aquatic companion chirped an extended warning just as...

...the dolphin began to hump his leg.

*BLAM* *BLAM*
Once again shots rang out, this time from a passing speedboat headed for the coast of France. The lifeless corpse slipped under and sank to the depths, leaving only two orange rings bobbing in the vicious wake. The dolphin scooped up the ineffective PFDs on his nose and high tailed it after the assailant, blow hole spewing and tiny teeth bared.

He stopped, unsure of what to do and called to Mr. March, "Fa Lov Pa..."