"Beach time~" Slamming the door open Rabi attempted to squeeze through the small opening, a feat made more difficult with all the pool toys he'd blown up. Okay... maybe he should have waited till he was at the beach before he inflated the damn things. But he wasn't exactly famed for forethought.

After a long moment of muffled cursing and the shrill pitch of rubber being yanked past wood, the exorcist stumbled into the beach. What he saw was very disappointing.

"Heeeeey~ Why isn't anybody in the water?" And why wasn't anybody dressed for swimming? Rabi stood proud and prepared on the sand, with a fish themed eye patch and swimming shorts designed with tiny crosses.