"I *know*, Micky. You told me."
"But there's nothing to do! It's raining," Micky lamented as he bounced around the pad.
Mike sighed and looked up from the book he was trying to read.
"We've been through this already. Find something to do!"
"I have and there's nothing. I wanna go for a swim."
"Then go for a swim."
"But it's raining, I'll get wet!"
Mike looked at Micky long and hard. "You're right. You can't go for a swim in the rain, because you'll get wet." He stood up and climbed the spiral staircase which led to his room. "Let me know when you work out what logic is."