I work in a cafe. The man comes in. See in the menu item "Fish in the clay" and is interested in the waitress (O):
Q: What kind of fish do you have?
In the clarity.
I know, what kind of fish?
In the clarity.
M: I’ve already understood what’s in the clear, and what’s the name of the fish?
A: (with the appearance of complete contempt for human stupidity) Fish in the clear.
Understanding that this can continue indefinitely, I come to help: "The Sea Language". The client cries relieved and goes back to the waitress.
Q: What about the harbor?
A: The cats