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Ray makes his way in through the front door with a bag over one shoulder. It looks heavy. It rattles a lot.

It isn't too heavy to carry upstairs, thoguh, so it's gone when he comes back down.

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Peter's been keeping up his mental training whenever he has any spare time anyway. It's become a habit for him, and part of his normal routine now.
He was better at prying, but he refused to on the grounds of respecting others' privacy. *Especially* his close friends.

"Oh, yeah, sure, I'm half dressed for it anyway, right?"

"Pretty much," Ray agrees. "Ever used a snorkel before?"

"Uh, once. Lovely coed's family had a house in the Keys. What was her name, Mindy? Cindy? Something like that."

"More than I really needed to know, but okay. Then I don't have to teach you. We can go when you're more awake."

Peter nodded, and slurped more of his coffee. He eyed it a bit, "Should be functional soon. I just hope the bar didn't slip me some decaf."

"You think she'd do that to you?" Ray asks curiously. "All she ever does with me is give me these nasty tofu-and-rice things when I ask for too much fried stuff at lunch or dinner.

Peter shrugged, "Maybe as a hint I should try for more sleep rather than caffiene." He blinked a few times, and rubbed his eyes a little. He drank more of the coffee.

"Tastes kind of strong for decaf...no, seems like the real thing."

Ray nods. "Well, we shouldn't get in the water until you're rested anyway," he says. "The last thing either of us need is you getting wiped out in deep water. I don't have a lifeguarding cert."

Peter nodded, "Alright. When do you want to go then? I could try and grab a nap?"

"This afternoon should do it," Ray says. "I need to clean my regulator and go over my equipment anyway- I'm bringing an aqualung for myself, not just a snorkel."

Peter nodded, and got up, "In that case, I'll try a catnap, and see you a little later."

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