I'd never thought to ask myself whether a quokka can catfish, but Ryan Browne books have a way of raising strange new questions in one's life. And that's not even the strangest search for love here. Meanwhile, Wizord himself is maybe getting back with his ex, unaware that a misinformed Jacques Zacques seeks a revenge which will make things worse for everyone... Soule remains maddeningly inconsistent, but this mix of weirdness, heart, and some astonishingly neat yet unexpected reversals is very much his good side.