Peter has bought an 8" long prawn from the market for tomorrow's lunch. He drops its temporary plastic bag home in the gutter as we get off the bus. He places it on the table in the restaurant. The westerners next to us look annoyed. Is it alive? I don't know now. The plastic bag started leaking some time ago. When we leave Peter forgets it again. I remind him, but I don't think I will next time