s/he looked down the beach then over at fleet-footed Vin'nyla as they stepped outside.
Vin'yla smirked at them as s/he tightened the elastic that held one of their tentacles in place,
"What, you didn't get enough waffles at breakfast? You hungry for some disappointment too?"
S/He dashed out onto the beach.
It was about a hundred yards to the ocean.
S/he was already ducking into the surf by the time Vin'yla's much slower feet even hit wet sand.
S/He grinned as Vin'yla finally swam out to join them.
S/He laughed and splashed them.