"A crocodile called Dundee?" Chris twitched again, resisting the urge to check what was wrong with the space-time continuum. "Holds still for more than two seconds. Hmm." Chris made a conscious note to tap his foot. He waved to Naliah and turned back to Dundee. "Nice to meet you. I'll bet you've met my sister...this kinda place would suit her. About my height, blue fur, tends to eat customers. Anyway, if it's got peanut butter on it, I'll eat it, provided it's not wriggling."