"There are beaches and beaches," Scott answered with as grin Cora's way. "Not many rays to catch back at the hotel, so... yeah. Different." He hadn't come prepared for sun, so decided to forgo the towel and just sat down in the sand. Without realising he was doing it, his hands curled into the warm earth, feeling the cooler, damp sand beneath.
"What's not to like? all the food you can eat and a whole host of activities to enjoy," he said with a nod of approval. "I guess I've been dealing with the whole hotel thing too much and can't help but wait for the catch," but Cora made a good point. If some monster was going to start killing them, would there be all the people around? Unless the people were the killers? "If we're not being tortured, then they are back at the hotel," Scott said softly.