[Should he wander near the train station, he might see one grumpy-grump waiting for the next train.
She came to the beach after receiving the invitation, curious perhaps, and also suspicious. After determining it was, indeed, just a dumb party and nothing nefarious, she quickly decided she didn't belong at all and needed to go back to the hotels.
It's too damn hot, too. She's not wearing her heavy armor today, instead stripped down (sans that big smile, of course) but still looking sweaty and uncomfortable and disapproving of everything.
When will this damn train get here...? Even when she hears footsteps, she's too tired and hot to even glance up at who it is, figuring it's just another person passing and going. Bah.]