DO-lphin.

"Sorry, I haven't seen any dogs, little Bobbie." Toby replies to the little boy, "But perhaps you would like some of my lunch?"

"What sort of meat is it?" Says the little boy.

"Do-lphin. You know, tuna." Toby says, handing the meat to Bobbie, who takes a bite out of it.

"You know... this doesn't taste like seafood."

1. Toby thinks to himself... 'The boy knows to much. Time to die.'
2. Toby keeps eating.
3. Toby admits it's made of dog.

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