Jimmy and Cage finished their lunch in the shade of a tree and lay down to rest directly. The sun was too fierce, and heading to the boat now would be torturous. They were out for relaxation, not fishing for a living.
As the sun gradually shifted, what was once a shady spot now shone directly on Jimmy. Woken by the heat, he had no choice but to get up and find another place to lie down and continue sleeping, which in turn woke up Cage as well.
"Right, Jimmy, you've been at the station for a few months now. Why don't I see you hanging out with the others? Is it because we're so much older than you that there's no common language?"
"No, there's just one reason, poverty."