Yes, that's absolutely brilliant, Sebastian. Just smash the pool we're in into pieces, while we're stuck in it. And what happens if that causes a crack somewhere, and more chocolate rushes in to drown us? I suppose you'll breathe for me then, too?
[He can't even turn away from Sebastian in frustration, no dramatically swirling capes for him this time. He does turn his head away in exasperation though, and lights eye on that ridiculous sign.
Find common ground he mouths, and starts to get a really bad feeling about all this.]