A plesiosaur made friends with a little seahorse. “What’s your name?” boomed the plesiosaur. “Hannah!” squeaked the seahorse, loudly. “Hello Hannah. I am Greta. A pleasure to meet you!” replied the giant beast. “What!?” exclaimed Hannah with a nervous recoil. “I said,” came the reply, “A pleasure to meet you!” The seahorse chuckled out her panic. “Oh, oh! I thought you said you were going to eat me!” The plesiosaur pondered for a while, during which time Hannah worried that she might have put an idea in her head, and the panic started to bubble up again. Eventually Greta responded. “No, no that’s not it. Not that at all.”