Meanwhile, somewhere in Uncharted Polynesia--
(We find Peter Potamus arriving in the harbour of some otherwise-unknown-to-civilisation Polynesian island by way of an ur-paddleboard paddled in from his Magic Balloon, at anchor just off the traditional three-mile extraterritorial limit. And, like the natives of the surrounding village, Our Boy is wearing pretty much himself as he's welcomed with native aplomb....)
A LOCAL PRINCESS, ever glad to see him again: Well, well, well ... if it isn't our friend, Peter Potamus!
PETER POTAMUS, somewhat casually: If you said I had a beautiful body--
A LOCAL PRINCESS, interjecting: I think I know the rest of the joke! [A short pause] Would you like to join me and some of my friends in a dolphin swim after awhile?
PETER POTAMUS: Not a bad idea ... especially after I get rested up from quite the journey.... And I take it that you really SWIM with the dolphins when you go out swimming with the dolphins!
A LOCAL PRINCESS: I take that as a complement!
[Followed by some rather light-hearted horseplay]