[Nate tries (and fails) not to roll his eyes, suppressing a what are you, my mother? before begrudgingly nodding. While they cleared the lake of its shark problem, who's to say there isn't something more horrifying lurking even deeper?]

All right. You're the lifeguard.

[Skivvies and everything. He stops pacing for a moment.]

...you really think we can find this thing? That it isn't cloaked in magic or something?