[And he doesn't even notice the magical delimma going on in Wally's head because it's convient. So instead he just kind of floats in the water and keeps his head above the waves. Cause that's what you do when you're in the ocean. You know, not drown.]

Ahh, sucks. Alfred's taken me to the beach a few times, since it's only a little ways away from Gotham. But you can only go in the summer or else it's way too cold. And the Gotham port stinks. [And now it's his turn to scrunch up his nose.]