Re: [Lake: Patrick & Newt]
[Dude, Patrick was well beyond pissed, and the slithering of bow tie to pocket seemed like the most amazing of tricks.] Whoa. [Wide eyes and amazement, and it took Patrick a full five seconds to shake his head.] No, dude, there's water and it's summer. Down to your pants at least, my man. [Patrick meant pants in the American sense, but the point remained, dude. One did not come to a lake in summer wearing layers. Not done, Newt. Not done. He shook his head when Newt continued speaking. The world spun. Man, there was to be no more head shaking. A head-shaking embargo now declared, Patrick pushed to his feet with a most impressive amount of sway, and the chronometer curled itself up to a harmless sphere against his palm. Said sphere he dumped beside the beers, and he put his hands on narrow hips.] Come on, dude. We're going swimming my way. [One of his hands raised and waved in imitation of a wand movement in the direction of Newt's clothing.]