Several hours later, after the fog has lifted, a small day sailer happens by. Seeing an object floating on the gentle swells, they slow and alter their heading to take a look.

"I think it's a dead sea otter," says one of the party as they approach. "How sad."

"Nope. Smells to bad for that," replies the captain. They move on.

Untouched and unobserved, the toupee finally sinks below the surface of the sea.