This was definitely a different kind of beach to the one Scott had gotten used to back at the hotel. "Aren't you worried about the weird tan-lines?" he blurted out before he could stop himself. "I mean, the outfit is..." a lot of words sprang into his mind as he glanced at Cora, but not one of them felt appropriate. "...you're gonna look like a treasure map. X marks the spot," he said with a nod to the strings.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bum you out," Scott said with a sheepish sigh, "it just all feels too good to be true." He turned to look at her and smiled, "so, what are you planning to do while you're here, other than distract half the waiting staff?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.