Who: Shane and Rayanne
Setting: his place
Shane was happy someone was coming over to spend some time with him. He had pretty much come to the conclusion that whatever he'd been promised when he'd come here was bogus. There was no conference. He hadn't heard a thing about it, and when he tried to search for information on it, there was nothing. So, he'd just started to drink, because what the hell else was he going to do? He'd thought this was going to be a good jumping off point for his real passions, and instead... he had no idea what was actually happening.
So, he'd started downing some scotch, and when the girl had posted on the 'net, he'd replied back. Now she was on her way, and he was looking forward to company. So much so that he was in fact flashing his lights like there was a rave going on in there so she'd easily pick out which one was his. Being alone right now was a very bad plan.