"I'm pretty sure I remember you complaining for like five years because you thought you weren't going to get this job-" Michael said, kicking off his boots too, since everyone else was. "And now you're just bailing on the animals, Ant," he teased, rolling his eyes and sitting down. "What? Bridge hopping?" he looked up at Stephen, smiling at his friend just as the boat veered wildly to the right and Anthony nearly landed in his lap.
"This is a good boat ride already! You're doing a great job!" Michael cheered Stephen on, and the boat did settle into a slightly better rhythm. Willows! There were bloody willow trees! How awesome was that!
"So what's packed in the picnic basket, Stevo? An array of quaint pies, some venison burgers, cakes- are there cakes?" He paused as they went under a bridge and... bridge hopping? That seemed difficult. A challenge! Michael enjoyed a challenge. "How does one bridge hop? Do I just- I mean, does one just climb up? And over? And down?"