" And you’re the only ones who have discovered this? The scientific world is still in the dark about the mystical powers of death-knelling invertebrates?”
“Biologists don’t have access to the same knowledge that we do,” said Uncle Mort, “and therefore don’t have the technology to fully realize the abilities of our dear gelatinous friends.”
Lex opened her mouth, then closed it. What was the point?
“That’s why the machines are called Smacks,” Driggs said, “because ‘smack’ is the technical term—”
“For a group of jellyfish,” Lex finished.
He looked at her in disbelief. Or admiration. It was hard to tell. “How did you know that?”
“It’s not very nice of you to just assume I’m a raging idiot such as yourself.”
“Oh, I would never assume what I already know to be true.”
“Don’t think I won’t blacken that other eye.”
“Don’t think I won’t laugh heartily at your futile attempt.”
“Kids,” said Uncle Mort. “Coexist, please "
― Gina Damico , Croak (Croak, #1)
