And here I'm stuck with a middle name like Eleanor.

[She glances over at him with a smirk, before really picking it up and starting to swim. She's starting to discover it's hard to do with the waves getting bigger and her dress weighing her down so much. In fact, she ends up taking a wave to the face, and ends up sputtering. Smooth.]

How good are you at dragging people through the water, Mr. Good Company?