Paul had on old clothes. His pants were rolled up because he was knee deep in the lake, taking collections of seaweed he could find in here...and some algae, too. All in the name of HERBOLOGY.

He waded out of the water, jar in hand, full of water and seaweed and whatnot, and flopped onto the towel he had spread out. It was VERY cold...probably TOO much....luckily, magic. MAGIC helped out...he had made sure to protect his skin from the cold. The sun was at least out today, shining down on Paul and making him feel so happy.

"What a day...what a day." He mumbled to himself.