Why there is chopped cilantro in our bathtub drain

Last night we went to Cafe Rio for dinner and we had to sit outside because it was packed. It was pretty windy so we anchored Klayte's little quesadilla plate with a house dressing cup he was dipping in. We didn't bother dragging a high chair outside for Britt so he hung out on the ground in his car seat. Klayte was a little squirmy; nothing out of the ordinary. You can guess what happened next. I'm not sure how it happened exactly, but Klayte somehow knocked his plate off the table, onto Britt. We wiped it with a napkin and headed home for a bath but his hair is still greasy and smelly. We didn't get our Nielsen's Frozen Custard (half the reason we go to Cafe Rio because it's next door) but I'm pretty sure the people on the other side of the glass were entertained.