<span style="color: #F9A7B0">Back on the beach, Pokey the Slowpoke is lounging on his back. His belly is coated in his own cum, and he has a content look on his face, his tongue dangling out of his mouth. Apparently after Alice, Gex, and Hank ran off earlier the Slowpoke had taken matters into his own paws; quite literally. Staring blankly out as he relaxes in the sun, his belly makes the occasional wet sound as the remains if the Remoraid he had earlier makes it's way through his large intestines.</span>