Indiana Jones had worked it out. The evil Schwartzkopf was the one who stole the sacred viking ikea bookcase which held the writings, namely the recipes of Olaf the Great. And there he was (Schwartzkopf that is, not Olaf) standing there mocking him. Out in the icy stretches a narrow inlet of water separated them.
Indiana gave chase. Magically and bizarrely the waters started to mock him.
‘Loser!…Get a new hat!’ It gurgled.
‘What’s with the whip dude? Got a hot date?’
Indiana was resolute. He would catch Schwartzkopf. The waters didn’t give in. They mercilessly called him names and rose and splashed him with the coldest 1 degree centigrade water. With a jump and a grimace he was upon Schwartzkopf. Indiana had done it! The waters kept up their prank till he was out of earshot.
Ellie his part time assistant on minimum wage wondered how he’d done it especially at his age. Indiana modest as ever replied, “oh it was nothing. Except for that damn Harassing Fjord.”