The cast of Seinfeld were at Relicanth's Soggy Pretzel stand as the four humans from New York were wondering just why the pretzels were soggy.
"You know, I never understood why they would have the pretzel be soggy." Jerry Seinfeld stated as he turned to Relicanth. "Doesn't that not make sense to you?"
"...Not really, no." Relicanth replied as he was floating in the air. "The folks that come and go around here in Seaside Hill love my soggy pretzels."
"I'm more concerned that you're a fish out of water," Kramer remarked as he was touching one of the soggy pretzels with curiosity.
"Now why would a fish... be interested in selling pretzels?" George Costanza stated as he rubbed his chin with his left hand. "it doesn't make sense! Do fish even eat anything other than fish food?"
"Hey, don't be racist to the fish! They can eat anything they want!" Elaine Benes stated as she squinted her eyes, glancing back at Relicanth. "Although how are you floating?"
"Listen, the logic that explains it wouldn't be worth it. All I ask is if you're curious to have my soggy pretzels." Relicanth responded as he fired off a Water Pulse at a nearby dry bunch of pretzels.
Kramer dropped his jaw in disbelief as he moved his arms in a flailing manner. "How... just how did he do that? He sprayed water from his mouth!"
Jerry, George, and Elaine all shrugged as they turned to Kramer, not really having any words to explain Relicanth wetting the pretzels.