Ohhhh, that's so not going to wash now. He'll never believe she didn't tell them to drop him in the sea.

Hence, unamused. He wades back out again, glaring at her and brushing hair back off his head.

...and suddenly swearing and taking the gun out of his waistband to check it's status - (water pouring out of the barrel) - and his wallet from his pocket - (couple of thousand dollars completely ruined and soggy)).

'Fucking great.'

He'll find it funny when he looks back on it. Later.