The heron takes off with poor Matilda squidlet wrapped around the bird's beak bound for who knows where. Looking below her for a place to drop off her flying host, she spies a community pool below, lets go, and mutters a prayer to Posiedon, shouting in Squiddish, "What was that Indian's name anyway-a-a-a-ay!".......SPLASH!


Liz gets back to Papa Squid with a freshly filled cauldron, and they head for the Kitchen, the last known destination for Cecil and Petunia.....