#interaction dean

Where: Wingman's pub

Now, the offer was official. For a little while now, there had been some talks with the owner and she'd considered it, but since it wasn't official, she'd pushed off the decision. Why bother if it ended up falling through? It was a big decision though. Financially, it meant a lot. Career-wise, it meant cementing it. It mean staying in Kismet Harbor. And well, there was another detail...

Sitting at the bar, she looked into her glass, took a sip and turned towards Dean. "Okay, I need your opinion on something," which may be something she should've brought up a little earlier in the evening but oh well. "Me buying a garage, good or bad idea?"

where: Surfing and Paddling Competition

One of Riley's friend was competing in the surf competition so they had to be there. They might have come here anyway. The beach and all wasn't necessarily their favourite place, as the sand was one of the rare thing they allowed themselves to fully dislike but they made the effort of leaving the asphalt behind. Standing around, they watched people getting ready to encourage the surfers, and the surfers getting ready to go into the water. They noticed nearby a familiar face and it took them a minute to place his face. As they did, they decided to approach him. Maybe he won't remember but that would be okay. "There are fewer weeds to steal here than at the community garden," they said with a smile. "You're competing?"

where: the oasis

Jo regained their small table with a new round of drinks. They'd been here for a bit already and the crowd was definitely getting difficult to cross. "To the fact that I made it without spilling a drop?" She raised her glass and took a sip. She then pointed her chin at a group of people who were loudly showing just how many drinks they'd had. "How long do you think until one of them passes out on the table?"