Emergency: 911

As Dirk waded throught the Promenade, a bottle with a note in it
floated by. He picked it up and read what was inside.
"Help....Burger Czar....
Naked.....Pizza.... What a prank! Preying on the intellectually
challenged and hormonally driven is pretty low. Sounds like something
I would do." He started to wade his way to Parrot's when the
realization of what he just said hit him. "Intellectually challenged?
Hormonally drive? I better check up on Dren."
It seemed that the closer he got to the Burger Czar, the higher the
water got. Dirk swam his way into the resturant, constantly looking
for any signs of Dren. He heard a noise coming from the kitchen,
"Someone please help! Anyone! Dirk! Penny! Julio! Hell, even Harris!"
Inside the kitchen, Dren was up to his neck in water. It also seemed
as if he had been able to eat a few of the spicy fries that had been
sitting on a rack next to him. "Thank God you're here!" Dren cried
when he saw Dirk.
"Dren, this is another fine mess you've gotten yourself into." Dirk
moved closer to lift the debris off Dren. A giant bubble followed by
several small bubbled broke the surface of the water.
"Um...Air pocket?" Dren tried to pass it off with a smile.
"Probably from all those spicy fries you ate. How could you eat those
things? They're horrible."
"I couldn't reach my shoes."
After many pulls and tugs, Dren was finally free. "Do you know," Dren
said as he stood up, "that those security pricks were going to leave
me here to die. Something about mutiny. What have they got against
us anyway?"
"Probably penis envy. Let's go get a drink."