So, you've never been rained on? Or knocked over by a wayward wave? Or gotten your shoes, socks, and feet wet by stepping in so big, grimy ol' puddle? Whooo do you think is responsible for all those things happening, hmmm?

[Half of Norma knows her logic is extremely flawed, but the other half of her is telling her to shut up. And it's hard to argue with an overzealous, blabbery, hotheaded spirit.]