“Okay, everybody out of the pool!”
If a lifeguard were on duty that is likely what he’d say as soon as he witnessed The National horsing around in someone’s backyard swimming pool – in formal wear, no less. If the surfing on inflatable rafts isn’t cause for violent whistle-blowing, I’m sure riding a bike right into the water is, although the pool guy doesn’t seem to be too concerned.
Someone must have said something, because after shotgunning a few brews, the band is off to play beer can baseball, wasting much of the beverage. Their drunken jumping in the random bouncy castle indicates that maybe they’ve had enough beer for one day.