All in all, Peter Johnson may have humaned a little too hard. Dedicating himself to the bit meant really holding himself back, refusing to communicate with the fish swimming about within the tank, and generally flubbing all of his reel-ins as though he were an actor on stage, pretending to fish.

He's still feeling pretty okay about his performance when his aunt manages to capture one of the largest catches of that round just when the clock runs out. Their master of competitions raises his hands and declares the contest over.

It'll take a moment or two to finalize the counts.

With raised eyebrows and an amused smile, Percy gestures to their barrels. "You guys looked like you were doing a pretty good job out there. Hopefully not too good."