"I'ww... tehk... muh cchhhannshesh.... in da zzhooo." Kyle labors to speak as his walrus tusks slowly grow in. From the look on his face, Jennifer assumes it's rather painful, which is fine by her. She has no problem with him suffering a bit. After all, she was in agony on the way here, so it's only fair he suffers some too.
"You'll take your chances in the zoo? Is that what you said? I'm having a hard time understanding you," Jennifer says with a sneer in her voice. She reaches down and deftly tears his shirt off his chest to prevent his thickening neck from choking, and swiftly yanks his pants off from his waist.
"Fffhhhhhhuuck you, bisssh." Kyle rasps through tear-stained eyes.
"Fuck me? No, fuck you. You think you can just ruin people's lives free of punishment? No, this is what you deserve, you little creep. Maybe I did treat people like you poorly in high school. But that's no excuse to do something like this! And now both of our lives are over because YOU just had to have your 'revenge'. And you thought I was just too stupid to know how to get you back. Please. Well, I hope you're happy now, Kyle. You got what you wanted."
"I HAYH YOO!" Kyle screeches, pounding his flipper-like arms onto the sand, sending a spray of the stuff up to his face, which causes him to sputter and hack.
Jennifer doesn't respond. She just turns around, letting a mere bristling of her fins show her displeasure with the creep as she walks back out to the ocean. Kyle watches her as she goes - rather, watches her buttocks as she walks, and flops down on the sand in desperation.
"Don' go! Don' weave me!" he calls out once more. "Aye doan' hayh you, cuh baaaack!"
But she ignores his plea, and is soon below the waves once more, a mere splash of water as she kicks out to sea the last thing he sees of her for now.