I apologize that I cannot invite you to such a monumental event, of which I am sure you would enjoy just as much as I am. I can tell by your tone you are just ever so jealous.

[[Tossing he first Magikarp into the lake, she flashes Squalo a grin.]]

I'm sure I could talk Vodka, however, into pulling a stunt like this again, next time we're inhabiting the same town.