[color=violet]"What the..."[/color] Switch began to say, before being interrupted by Rolos exuberant outburst.

[color=orange]"Corinne baby!"[/color] shouted Rolo.

The big, hefty fella bounded and plodded through the sand of the beach towards Corinne. His body moved with the grace of a beached walrus whilst his arms waved with the erratic excitement of a hungry seagull. Seeing Rolo run was quite a rare sight. Usually it was he who made other people run. Whether by fear or obligation, they always ran. Suffice it to say, such an inspiring display brought upon a less than inspiring response from the other members of the Salt Bay Turbos. Many of which struggled to stifle their laughter.

Rolo panted and heaved heavily when he reached Corinne a couple of moments later. His face looked flushed and there were beads of sweat on his brow. Nevertheless, he wore an expression of ecstatic excitement. 

[color=orange]"Hey, there, little, darlin."[/color] Rolo greeted quickly between his various pants and heaves.