"I'd have been fine if it hadn't grabbed me and made me yell." Jim insists defensively, because oh yeah, he totally meant to inhale a lungful of water. That is his favorite afternoon post-meal activity. Ugh. It wasn't that bad. But hella uncomfortable though.

"Can y'really blame him?" Jim laughs, though it sounds more like wheezing at the moment. "Don't go back in there. You can't talk to them, more trouble than it's worth." besides, they're out here now, with air and everything and Jim wants to just pretend none of that happened.

"...They didn't have anything in my size, anyway." Still joking about it. It can't have been that bad!