At the End of the Universe, anything goes. There's a popular soap opera that very well might agree; sex + squid = common conversational progression.

Her grin slides the way butter skirrs across a hot pan, stretching from ear to ear.


Yeah, I just bet you ain't choosy.


"There's two, actually. Hey — you're in luck, come t'think of it. They play fetch."

Between the horses and the squid Kate will frankenstein you a dog yet, Tommy.