Billy jumps in the pool the second he gets the chance, swimming around like this was the first chance he'd gotten since California. It wasn't, of course, he worked at the damned pool but it was a good chance to showcase his arms and legs abs with all the water making him glisten.

When Steve says something he rolls his eyes, swimming up to the edge of the pool and folding his arms on the siding. His wet hair sticks to his shoulders as he pulls himself partially out of the water.

"King Steve can't get his own royal beer?"