[color=lightblue]"Wha...? Oh! No, I just saw some fish down there. I'm not too hungry, thanks."[/color] Smiling easily, Nate shoulders his belongings and walks along the promenade, shaking his head. Not the best of introductions... Ah well. More time for that later. If it weren't for that one fellow eavesdropping he'd feel a little more comfortable being here. As it were, he decided to deal with that as soon as he could. Nate nervously taps the pack of cigarettes in his pocket, illegally shuffled in there, just in case. Walking down the promenade, he glances down at the fish again, noticing there was a father and son trying their luck in catching them. Nate's breath hitches, and he looks away quickly.

[color=lightblue]"Eh... maybe I'll just play."[/color] Nate's eyes trailed along the room numbers before finding his, opening the door with his free hand, only to find someone already in here spraying paint all over the place. Watching in dumbfounded fascination, Nate can't help but crack a grin. Laughing, he sets down his case and bag, walking over to Mandie: [color=lightblue]"Need help, Miss...?"[/color]