"The food is much better, anywhere else, period." Finn was adamant about that. She was too much of a temptation. He crept over in just his undershirt and boxer shorts. And pressed a kiss to her cheek. "I bet you're right." He murmured.
"How about I go, and tell you if the water is warm, or cold, and let that decide?" He hoped to god that she just didn't look down, because that was the entire reason he wanted to go into the water to begin with.