Cole's float is... something. Ghoul's not sure what it's supposed to be, actually, but he does know that it's a lot calmer over here. It'll be a good place to take a break.

Ghoul climbs on to Cole's float, lying stretched out on his belly behind some sort of large, half-assed decoration. It's the best hiding spot he's found so far. Cole is such a generous host... even though he has no say in the matter, since Ghoul has already barged in and made himself at home. The details don't matter that much, do they?

"I like your float. Wanna trade? Let's trade."