[Scuttle shows Ariel and Flounder a tobacco pipe]

This, I haven't seen this in years. This is wonderful! A banded, bulbous snarfblatt.

Oh!

Now, the snarfblatt dates back to prehistorical times when humans used to sit around and stare at each other all day. Got very boring. So they invented this snarfblatt to make fine music. Allow me. [blows into it, only to have seaweed and water come out]

Music!

[coughs]

It's stuck!

Oh, the concert! Oh, my gosh! My father's gonna kill me!

The concert was today?!

[inspects the "snarfblatt" further]

Maybe you can make a little planter out of it or somethin'.

[takes it back]

I'm sorry! I've gotta go! Thank you, Scuttle!

[she and Flounder swim back home]

Anytime, sweetie! Anytime.