Nah, [ he walks around the pool and flips the skimmer around, running it along the top of the water to fish out another bunch of leaves. ] it's not bad. [ he gives him a smile when he asks if it's his song for the pool. ] Our song? Our song is Splish Splash... and speaking of which, why don't you come over man, instead of lurking behind the fence like a weirdo. [ he waves him over. ] We're friends, right? [ at least he would assume he's on good terms with his neighbor. ]