Oven’s switchology left diver’s custard pie burnt both crisp and black, so she parried home-ec classmate’s toplofty remarks by opting not to swim with sharks, but, instead, find a loggerhead with whom she could enjoy coral red—a place where guppies find bed and jellies are fed and rainbows are bred and schools are led and stingrays are fed—but, not burnt custard pie. ; )