Uh…..hi! I didn’t see you there. Sorry, I’m a bit indisposed. Just ignore that black spitup….I’ve been burying my eggs, and covering them takes a lot of effort. I told Harvey to help, but you know men, never around when you need them. What? Oh, yeah, the spit. No, I’m okay, I just ate lunch, Harvey treated me to some caviar. We celebrated the burial ritual. What’s that you say, eating fish eggs seems weird for a turtle?