"Isaiah! We're discussing serious...what do YOU want now?"
"I got an idea about a boon..."
"From you WE need an idea? Get real, flatfish!"
"But you could offer Crab a package deal..."
"PACKAGE D... you nincompoop! What kind of package deal?"
"We already know what he has wished for in the past--just offer him that..."
"You numbskull-- like strawberry tarts with Starfish, pizza, Top Detective for his part of the reef, two free weeks vacation in the Bahamas...?
"Yeah. That package. Try it."
"Well...OK. Why not?"
Saul looked from his aide to King Neptune and then to me.
"Sire," he said to King Neptune, "We think Constable Crab would like this package deal for his boon: Two free weeks at a first-class hotel in the Bahamas with all the trimmings, some strawberry tarts with his buddy Starfish, a hot pizza with everything and to be Top Detective for his part of the reef."
"Would that package boon suit you, Constable?" King Neptune asked.
"Sounds wonderful--if the Bahama weather is good." I replied.
"We can guarantee there will be no hurricane during your Bahama visit." King Neptune said--then, raising the now cool trident, he commanded: "Let this package deal boon be done NOW in my name!"