He watched Nikko paddle around, collecting several wisteria petals on his body along the way. Silly dog, he would probably wander out of the water and shower them both with it in a few moments.
As the woman spoke - and honestly made quite little sense - Jean watched her approach him curiously. "Why can't you--" Then the saying dawned on him, and Jean held one finger up in recognition. "Oh, that rule; no swimming until an hour has passed after eating, of course..." He paused for a moment before guiltily admitting: "I never did follow that one."
Jean turned back to his dog, who stopped paddling around and chose a shallower part of the pool to stand in instead, staring back at the pair of them. "He's a better athlete, when it comes to running around," he admitted. "I'm Jean, by the way, and that's Nikko, if you're curious..." Or something. He felt like he should introduce himself.