Long, baggy black-and-white trunks rustle as 'Quin sinks into one of the poolside chairs.
"Cool to meet you, Kit. I'm 'Quin." "Quack!" "Oh, and this is Marvin. He doesn't really talk much, but he's pretty cool." He turns to Marvin, about to jump in the pool. "Hey, dude, there's like a cooler over there, like, right behind you, can you throw me a soda?" "Quack!" "Aw, come on, man, it's like right there. Just wing it to me!" "Quack..."
Marvin flips the lid off the cooler and wraps a wing around a soda can, and hurls it at 'Quin, beaning him in the head and knocking him out of his chair. "Ow. Thanks, dude." "Quack!"