“Good job,” I said to Donut as the raptor sniffed at my crotch and growled. “You did it.” “Of course I did it, Carl,” said Donut. “After all the torture we put Mongo through, what else did you expect? Now, Kiwi, we do have a few rules to go over. Rule number one is not to molest Mongo again. Rule number two is to not eat Carl.”
