Guppy almost jumped out of his gills and fins as he felt his shoulder being tapped. Almost like when that Pirhanna man snuck up on him earlier in the shipwreck diner.

What was it with people and their way of startling him today?

“Oh oh hello…” he said awkwardly, stepping back a bit. Or rather, swimming back a bit. He scrutinised the femme for a couple of seconds. 
Not knowing what species she was. 

Before he could question anymore, he realised once again the predicament himself and the newcomer were now in. Tumbling fish bodies sinking to their death with themselves as about to be buried alive.

“Come on!” he said, taking her hand so that they could find some sort of rocky shelter to escape the fallen beings. They narrowly missed a contaminated fish body as they tumbled under the entrance of a small rock cave.

Guppy rolled and hit his head against a rocky wall. 

Seeing star fish circling his head for a few seconds, he massaged his head and winced to get his bearings.
As he got up, he sighed when he saw some of the substance on his trenchcoat. He quickly whipped it off and chucked it aside. He wasn’t too worried at this point whether it got onto him himself. He had no time to worry unless cause and effect was already in action.

“There goes my disguise,” he skulked. By now, he had a purple tuxedo on and white shirt underneath with a trademark black bowtie. Which appeared unscathed and newly pressed and iron.

He turned his attention back to the new attendee. Hoping he hadn’t been too heavy finned by pulling her away from danger.

He noted she was a species he hadn’t met or come across before. How peculiar. He was sure he knew his school of fish and sea creatures very well. At least around Beversea Hills and many other parts of the ocean.

Was she an agent as well? It seemed that she had had the same suspicions as himself. That this may have been a deliberate act. And she, too, wanted to know what this substance may be.

However, he also had to question whether this fish was authentic or whether this was bait. First there was the shady Pirhanna fish in the diner that appeared to know too much, then his agency was slow on relaying the news and now this fish shows up out of nowhere. His mind was floundering to make sense of these events.

“Out of my depth did you say?” he recalled her saying earlier “I had everything under control there!” he replied, frowning.

“You sure turned up out of the blue so conveniently, didn't you? Before I answer your questions- Who are you, may I ask?” he said, awaiting her answer.