[Unfamiliar, but far from unwelcome, especially since that loneliness is still digging its claws into him, sinking past his skin and making him grateful for any sort of company right now. So his forced smile turns just a little more genuine, relief surging in his chest when she takes the offer to sit next to him. It's not him and Jean watching the show, but he's not alone and that's what he's going to accept. He has to accept it anyway.]

They're certainly on theme.

[He dryly remarks. Maybe not entirely on theme with the beach itself, but with the entire casino and its purpose.]

Not the fireworks part, but it's a common occurrence to have a penis or a set of breasts celebrated in such a away. Just between us, I think they're trying to send a message. [There's some humor in his voice.]