Selling Dorado to the dive boat

We're still lolling about Utila, going on a dive every few days.  Yesterday, Lorenzo experienced the dreaded mask squeeze, which sometimes happens- it comes from the pressure descending exerts on your face mask.  He was already persona non grata under water for surfacing without a safety stop from 70 feet- not a good thing.  So today he's sitting here eating pineapple while he recovers from the trauma.  We might toddle over to another snorkel spot later on.