Tony took the paper, looking it over for a few moments. Reading it over, he did some calculations in his head, going over the math. On cue the weeping and the splashing of water could be heard but he just stood his ground. This was barely an annoyance.

"It's 3 kid," replied Tony, handing it back. "It calculates the diameter to 3. Normally I'd be more worried that my shoes would be getting wet. But seeing how we're in a lighting storm already, I'l let that slide."

Sobbing intensifies.