“Fish in a bottle,” Cate said, shaking her head sadly. “Ever heard the story of the biologist who gave an octopus a puzzle once. He placed a small fish in a jar, and screwed the lid tight. Now, the octopus had never seen a jar before, and didn’t know how it operated. But it wanted the fish real bad.” She sighed. “It took the octopus ten minutes to work out how to undo the jar, and then it ate the fish.” “Oh god, we’d be the fish.” Jennifer giggled. “We’d be the tuna in a can.”
