(Simon joins Lily and Sasha at a picnic table with food)
Simon: It cleared up quickly.
Lily: These benches are still wet though.
Simon: Oh well.
Lily: Have you met my roommate Sasha?
Simon: No. Hi.
Sasha: Nice to meet you.
Lily: This is Simon.
Sasha: Are you the one who thinks lawns are evil?
Simon: Those weren't my exact words.
Lily: Sasha is the one who slaughters our saplings.
Sasha: WHAT??
Lily: Mows the lawn, I mean.