"Uh huh."

Evan falls from the sky, generating a splash much larger than a boy of his mass should.

"I win."

"Is it a splash competition? I think the triplets would win if they tried."

Wave!

"See?" he says after he manages to come up for air, spluttering.

She taps Sadde on what probably is his nose. "We always win."

"Wanna bet?"

"We're already betting on your little brother and sister."

"I'm gonna win that one too."

"Bet you another fish you don't!"

"...that's silly."

"I'm feeling lucky."

"Betting on a bet is silly!"

"And where would he even get fish?"

"I can just buy them? Or fish them?"

"Bought fish are barbaric."

"Why?"

"It's disrespectful to the fish."

"So?"

"How'd you like it if you were eaten rudely?"

"Exactly the same as if I was eaten politely: not at all."

"Besides, shop fish are terrible."

"Why?"

"They don't taste right. Duh."

"They taste different? How?"