Well, Durey died. He died in the plastic bag, before he even got to experience his new paradise. The remaining five members of Les Six seem to be OK. They hid out in the front right corner for about 45 minutes. When I fed them, they started exploring the tank and are now wandering freely. There appears to be a bully and a bullee in the mix. Typically, the bullee is the smallest and the bully is the biggest. Feeding time brough out their mild aggression. Hopefully, it stays mild. I don't want to have to fillet one of my new kids.

Oh! They've just discovered that they can swim through the arch-like holes in the two big rocks at the bottom of the tank.