Dr. Grumpy: "Yeah, even just walking from my car to the elevator was bone-chilling."
Mr. Snow: "How does he handle it?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Who? Dr. Pissy? His space is closer to the elevator."
Mr. Snow: "No, your fish. Ed, or whatever his name is."
Dr. Grumpy: "Ed doesn't go outside. He's been in that same spot for almost 20 years."*
Mr. Snow: "Yeah, but I imagine the winter must bother him somehow, like seeing snow out the window. He must get cold in here."
Dr. Grumpy: "Nah, he's fine. The indoor temp here is pretty much the same year-round."
Mr. Snow: "That's weird. I mean, my dog can't stand to go outside when it's this cold. I figured your fish would be the same."
* Ed is not a Betta of unusual longevity. It's just been easier over time to name all of them Ed.