I'm taking a walk, up a hill in a strange city, with Sydney and a girl. We come to a school, and at first our path of travel is blocked because it leads to a gymnasium where kids are playing sports, and we can't go through it with the dog. We turn back down the hill to find another route.

Passing along the side of the building we see a moving light display, featuring water and fish, that turns out to be projected onto a door made of clear vertical plastic strips, like on a walk-in refrigerator. Behind the doorway is a room that is the school's aquarium. I poke my head in to see what it is, see the tanks of fish, and a dark-haired high-schooler there invites me in. I say "but I have a dog...", but he says that's ok, we'll just see how it goes. We come in, Sydney sets about to exploring and sniffing the concrete floor, and we look at all the tanks of fish.

As we are preparing to leave, a teacher comes by and we start talking to her. I point out that I left a jar of frog-fish on the floor, near a tank by the door, that I can't take care of any more because I'm moving away. That reminds me, I tell her, I also have 3 Pristellas and a big Pleco that need a new home.

We walk into another room and she starts wrestling with Sydney on the floor, which is covered in a multilayered multipurpose play-turf. Sydney likes the wrestling, but she bites at the turf and I have to scold her and tell her not to do that.