Fish: My good sire, your toes are looking positively seducive as they shine in the moonlight tonight.
Mr. Toe: Indubitably
Fish: ( gazes at the flock of swine swaying gently in the breeze, one drifts down to suckle gently on Mr.Toe's toes)
Mr.Toe: Scat mere swine, you aren't holy enough to caress my toes.
Swine 1: (gasps in Swine)