[Dear friend. Good god, she hates it. She wants to pull his hair out at every word. She wants to take his lunch money and stuff his head so far into the sand his new name becomes "ostrich".

Rin simply takes a deep breath, and points at a far-off cabana. She's aware newbies get vouchers and starting chips, so—]

As a dear friend you wouldn't mind getting us a drink, would you? It's so warm out here and scaring off those lifeguards did take a lot of bluffing.

[It wasn't a bluff. She's sure to twist a lifeguard's spine into knots if they try any of that with her.]