‘What would your ancestors say, my friend, if they saw you rushing into the water just because times are a bit tough on land?’ he said. ‘Er … ‘ “Welcome back”?’ suggested Rincewind, trying to avoid the snapping jaws. “Long time no sea’?’ said the Senior Wrangler, cheerfully. The creature begged, uncertainly. ‘Oh, go on, if you must,’ said the Dean. ‘Fish, fish, fish … you’ll turn into a fish one of these days!’
