Stavanger Bay waterslide

Not fishing, just looking.

Swordfish deflated slightly, aware that he would not be able to schmooze a free meal from this pretty stranger. Her eyes were bright on him. Her expression unreadable. The young man stirred, thinking of Suzu and wondering if he had made a horrible mistake. While his mind crumbled, he stood awkwardly across from the stranger.

As soon as she brightened, offering to fish, Swordfish returned to the present and his eyes lifted to her features. She seemed so eager. He wondered if he had ever been so bright and bubbly as this. It didn’t feel like it.

How ‘bout we try together… his monotonous drawl came.