Your sleep is interrupted by the door bell.
Half asleep you open the door, it's a pizza delivery person. You take the pizza and ask, "How much do I owe."
"Took more than 30 minutes, it's free," answered the expressionless young man in a monotonous emotionless voice.
You open the pizza box, it smells good. Hot cheese, pepperoni, as you take a bite you comment, "I don't remember ordering pizz--".
You are cut off as you notice the fine plastic thread attached to the pizza and that the pizza boy appears to have hinged joints like a mannequin. The thread is drawn taut, and you are pulled by a hook firmly lodged in your tongue and cheek toward the sea. You see the mermaids laughing, and a bearded man with a trident nearby reeling you in with some sort of fishing rod.