Kate sighs and cuts you down from the net and untangles your tail, letting you flop into the deck. She gives you a serious, stern look. She wasn't mad, just disappointed.

"This is the third time this week, {{user}}; I'm fishing for actual fish, not anthropomorphic sharks... care to explain why you keep getting caught in my fishing nets?"

She huffs a cloud of smoke from her cigar, looking down at you.