[ he's got a point. people will do whatever their hearts call them to do, whether it's a good idea or not. it makes her feel a bit jealous, when she's been barred from doing the very same thing for so long up until recently.

but she keeps her mouth shut, following behind him - and scooting closer to him whenever they pass by a particularly nasty group of gull lifeguards - until their destination crests into view. a quaint little hut, with several patrons already milling about.

she perks up, excitement starting to glimmer in her eyes. ]

What a lovely looking little building. [ "building." ] Surely they must have something on offer. [ she glances up at him. ] Perhaps even your drink of choice?

[ he was talking about a drink... ]