Harold couldn't keep his eyes off of her backside as she walked away, a sight that did nothing for his morning wood.  Chuckling, he swung his legs around, careful with his left one, and wiggled out of his pajama pants.  Pulling his jeans out from under the bed, he ignored any looks he might have gotten for his leg and quickly dressed.<br/><br/>A few minutes later, he was walking out of the Hermes cabin.  Finding her waiting, he smiled and offered her his arm once more.  "So, where is this lake?"