From the rustling grass that covered part of the trail a familiar image appeared. It was Rachel.
“Rachel, you found me!” he said jumping out of water. She stepped back noticing he was naked.
“There are algae growing even there…”
“What?!”
“I told you we would get the woman together. Why did you leave me?”
“I thought it would be better to do this alone” he answered.
“Well, someone saw you near the hotel...they said a man with flippers jumped on a van and headed this way. I can’t believe I found you…So, is this the trail where you found the woman?”
Marty nodded.
“So what do we do now (ribbit)?” he croaked.