Squid peruses the menu crayoned above the bar and finds it hard to read the strange spidery writing, especially as it's in red on a creosote background. The only thing he recognises is the Ceolacanth, he met him once somewhere off Madagascar, and didn't fancy him then let alone in a pate. No, he fancied something less ichthyologically based and minus any sort of sauras.

"WAITRESS, DOUBLE EGG, CHIPS AND QUADRUPLE BAKED BEANS PLEASE" he shouted, "I'll fix that farting horse and his elfy friend".

"MWUAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAH"