It was a bright sunny day at the small Lake and everybody, and I mean everybody, was back in place:

Lolly was snorkelling: with his mask on, he went back to his usual search for Nino the little fat fish who, after the effect of the magic potion vanished, gradually regained his colours, from head to tail, and once again visible, was immediately spotted by Lolly’s bespectacled eyes. The two resumed their chase: Nino was flapping his tail to the left and to the right, in fear, and Lolly persistently kept chasing him, again and again.