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layla's brain was far too interested in following the notion of the woman's place of residence, distracted from the reason she was parsing through clothes. "you live on a boat?" she steps away from the rack to bring miriam into view again, "like... you can sail anywhere kind of boat, or a predominately moored boat?"

Miriam realized that it was kind of strange to say that she lived on a boat since apparently that wasn't as normal around here. "Yeah, I mean I sailed it here." The woman shrugged. "Like I can sail anywhere kind of boat. I'm from Greece. Randomly just... showed up here. Kind of." She tilted her head to the side. "Is it not normal to live on a boat in this country?"

"Well shit, m'hat's off t'ya." He offers with a nod. "Couldn't sail m'self out of a paper bag." The history behind her sailing was interesting too. Listening to her explanation, it made a lot more sense, so she lived on the boat, that couldn't be easy, 35 feet didn't leave a whole hell of a lot of room for living accommodations. "Y'got her docked or anchored?"

"I can teach you sometime if you like." Miriam didn't think that she was much of a teacher, but she could always try. There were plenty of boats around town after all. Her ship was small enough that she could easily live in it, but it wasn't big enough that it felt like a real apartment. "I've got her docked for now. I think my ex came through here at some point." Running away from whatever problems she'd caused to begin with.

"Lucky you. The motion of the ocean just rocks my shit every time. I've been thinking of trying those bracelet things for seasickness? See if it helps, even if it's just some placebo kinda thing." Especially since, living in a beach town, going out into the water was just expected. "Well dang, hi twin!" Gillian joked, laughing as she said it. "My dad sold all his shit when I was a toddler and we just...headed off for forever. Homeschooling, zigzagging the country. It was just him and I and the open road. Until the last few years anyways. He went and found himself a wife and they're happily living in Arizona." She expression stayed soft and happy as she said it too, genuinely loving her dad and her stepmom. "And yeah! Ferris wheel, bbq, fireworks. The whole nine. It's great. Halloween is where it's at though. People go all the fuck out with their costumes. Where're you from that you've never really celebrated it?"

"That's fair. I think it probably helps that I've been on boats since I was a baby." It was sort of the truth. She'd learned to sail practically before she could drink. "I don't know if they work, but I do know that a lot of people say they do. You should try it. Maybe I can take you out on the boat, not far or anything." The ocean was important to Miriam and she liked to share it with people. She grinned. "You know, that's really cool." The closest she got to that as a kid was the road trips that her parents took her on to Athens on occasion. "Arizona," Miriam repeated, only half knowing where that was. "That's cool." She listened to the other. "Okay, so something cute for a fair and then Halloween. Seems doable for wardrobe additions." Miriam smiled, thinking about home. "Greece. I'm from a city and it was more popular than in the smaller towns, but people didn't go as all out as people here. I've seen the movies."

"I get that," he says, "maybe for a different reason than you, but when I was a kid I didn't get to go out much. I had health problems, so, like, I always dressed up, but I was usually home." Diego kind of freezes at the question, unsure how to go about it, "kind of, I mean, she's special to me but like, she just had a baby, so we're in a weird place right now."

"I celebrated, I guess. It's not as popular where I'm from." Probably not for reasons that people thought. The cities did celebrate it and Miriam did like a good party, but she also didn't really know what the American traditions were. "Well, I guess that's a weird situation to be in. But I guess if you like her then maybe you should say something. Or like tell her you're thinking about maybe thinking about a couple's costume or something." Miriam hummed. "I'm currently chasing my ex across the world though, so maybe don't listen to my advice."

Arkin had a habit of going to hidden gems now that he had found a few things he could dye into the colors he actually wore, and it helped him find things in his aesthetic without having to spend too much. Of course he had plenty of money but he also hadn’t worked on a film in almost three years. He hadn’t realized someone had been talking at him until he heard someone directing the question specifically at him and it gave Arkin pause. “ yeah. It happens all the time to be honest. No shame in reusing a look though “ @miriamspyrou

Miriam didn't have a specific style of clothing that she wore most often, she really did like light clothing that didn't absorb so much sun. She also knew that having a few clothing in darker colors wasn't a bad plan either. Thrifting was a much better choice than paying for something when she didn't really have a job until now. Thankfully, she didn't have to pay a bunch in rent. "You say that, but if there's a fancy event then I'm not going to wear my work clothes to it." Miriam didn't know what this town had planned. If there were ones she needed to get fancier items for or if she was okay finding a few nice pieces that she could wear throughout the summer. "I don't mind reusing looks, I just want to be in event appropriate attire."

Eloise feels the opposite, "Oh, not me... I wouldn't know the first thing about running a ship. For me, it's all about getting some sun and schmoozing with those around me." She knows how it sounds saying it out loud, but rubbing elbows is part of her job. "Aren't you, though? Official, I mean. Some of the greatest pirates were women, you know."

She's really never thought about being on a boat to relax. It's always been a learning experience for her. "I can't imagine that. My dad works on a boat sometimes. He studies the ocean." His job rarely included a boat, but that's where she first remembered being on a boat. "I'm not a pirate. Not really official either. Not really. I wanted to sail professionally, but my team... fell apart." And it seemed like a bad idea to get another group going.

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Miriam was so new to town that she jumped on any opportunity to meet new people and hang out with someone outside work. She was curious to see more of this town and more of what it had to offer since she was probably going to stick around for a little longer. Being away from home was nice and she felt like she was closer to finding her ex.

"Sailin'?" He questions, interest piqued. "Y'sail? What size boat ya got?" Sailing was one thing he never got the hang of especially in less than perfect weather. Too many factors to take into account, too many ways shit could go wrong, someone sailing confidently was respectable. Though the second part of her response didn't clear things up much. "How's that stoppin' ya from goin' out on th'water?"

"She's 35 feet. My dad took me to work with him once. He's a biologist, works with a lot of fish, wanted to show me the job. I fell in love with the boat." He'd been annoyed at that too. But she loved it regardless. "I stopped here for a break. I'm sticking around for a bit, but I don't know how long I want to stay here for. So it's more of a do I want to move my whole house." Granted the boat was still a tiny space. "

"I'm more of a yacht girl myself," Eloise admits, "I don't suppose you're wearing a bikini while you sail? Should I be calling you a captain? I'm Eloise by the way."@miriamspyrou

"I've never been on a yacht. Seems boring to not, you know, work on the boat when you're on it." Sailing was the fun part of being on the water. Of course Miriam couldn't be too picky. "Oh, please don't. That always makes me feel official. Which I mean I guess I am, but I hate responsibility. I'm Miriam."

"People go all out, dude. It's pretty cool. I've never won anything, but they have like costume contests and stuff. Couple costumes are a hit. Kind of went solo last year."

"I love that. I never really had time to celebrate Halloween back home. I was always more of a stay at home and hand out candy kind of person and then have a scary movie marathon. However, I do enjoy dressing up. Oh? Couple's costumes. If you went solo last year then is there a special someone now that you think you'll take next year?"

"You live on a boat?" Gillian asked, her curiosity definitely piqued. "That sounds rad as hell--yanno, minus the seasickness. Or, well, do you get seasick? Or does your body just build up a tolerance like with dairy?" she rambled. "I will say though, as someone who pretty much grew up in an RV, those vacuum seal bag things were a game changer. Or storage bins? Those came in clutch too when it came time to swap out the parkas." She moved away from the rack she'd been perusing, a denim overshirt draped over her arm along with an old Van Halen tank top she'd immediately nabbed. "There's gonna be a fair in a few weeks? Happens every year to kick off the summer. There was this cute Ren faire thing last year too? People dressed up for that. But otherwise I think you're good on needing specifics til the end of the year? The Bay goes big for Halloween in particular."

Miriam got that a lot. A bunch of people who didn't really think living on a boat was all that fun or interesting. "I don't think I've ever gotten seasickness before. Maybe when I was little. I've been on boats since I was like... a baby." That wasn't true, but it felt like it. "Wait an RV? Are we the same person but you're on land and I'm in the water?" Miriam laughed at her own joke. "I have a few storage bins. I find it kind of wasteful to have too much as far as clothing goes. I donno. I like to live with nothing." She nodded as she listened to the different events that the town held. "Ohhhhh, a fair! Like the American ones I see in the movies?" Maybe she should stick around longer. "Someone else mentioned Halloween earlier. I think that's great. I love Halloween. I never really celebrated it back home."

"You live on a boat?" Her eyes widen with a hint of both shock and amusement—unsure if that's the coolest or scariest things she's ever heard, "That don't freak you out? I feel like if that were me, I'd be scared to death 'bout that thing tippin' over and makin' me the next shark meal."

"I do indeed live on a boat. Well for now at least." Miriam wasn't sure if she was going to live there forever, she surely didn't want to make this town her home for good. This was a stopping point for now. "No, I've been sailing for 10 years now. I've practically lived on the water since I was born. There's really not that many shark attacks every year. The movies make it seem like it happens more often. I'm more afraid of people on land than sea creatures." Miriam shrugged.

"Only been in it a couple times. Freak storms came through." Those were some memories he wouldn't forget, as short lived as the snow was the change of pace was nice. "Was gone by evenin'." He followed her gaze to the water before his eyes shifted back to her. "What's keepin' ya?"

"I've been sailing in freak storms before, but it doesn't snow a lot where I come from. Mostly rains." She liked the rain though, just not really when she was stuck in a storm on the ocean. "I don't know. Probably that I don't really want to move my home again yet and I'm not renting a boat when I own a perfectly good one."

"It's kind of too early but there's always a sick Halloween party at Sharky's in October." Diego shrugs, "if you're into that kind of thing, I guess it's not really too early, huh?"

"Well, my friend," she turned to him, "I'm glad you told me. I need at least three solid months to plan my costume." A Halloween party did seem nice, if she stuck around here that long that was. "I love dressing up."