"Oh God, that feels better." Even as he says it, he dips his head, back bowing as he scoops up the cool, fresh water and splashes his face with it. Water droplets cling to the spikes of his hair, sparkling on the lenses of his glasses as Jake repeats the motions with a long, low, definitely not for public places and probably copied from a porn star moan of pleasure as the water sluiced over his head and down the back of his neck.

Which is when he is tipped, very cowlike and without about as much grace, sideways into the water. It splashes a bit around him as he sinks into the water with a gurgle and a row of bubbles as he lets the water course into his mouth and over his tongue.

It is several long minutes, the bubbles tapering off, before he surfaces. Fast. Loudly. And with a bit of an intent to splash water towards his team mate. Oops?