The chauffeur asked his master, “Do you prefer the muddy route or the dry route, Sir?” "We’ll take the muddy route.” Father stated. The chauffeur turned the vehicle onto the landing stage of one of the better class public canals. He clicked a button and the vehicle changed shape from a car to a boat. It was much better designed than the amphibious vehicles of Earth. The boy’s tentacles brightened a bit. “Can we get a mudbath together?” he whispered to his mother. Father continued, “You’re not going into the mud boy. Remember.” Mother hung her tentacles compassionately and firmly as she indicated “No.”