Simon: Come on dad. I’m wet. I’m going to catch furmonia.

  Simon: you know I hate water. 

 Simon: I think I caught a depression. 

Ethan: it wasn’t that bad. And it’s not even cold outside. It was just rain.  

 Simon: That nice woman was going to give us a ride! Why didn’t you take it?

Ethan: Walking is good for you. And I like the rain.  

Simon: I don’t have webbed feet dad. I could have drowned.