Brooke raised her eyebrows as the stranger bowed - a very strange sight in his sodden suit. He spoke in a familiar southern accent, a little thicker, perhaps, than her own. However, the way he spoke was strange and sounded a little old fashioned. She wondered where he was from. Everything about him was very mysterious, from his dress to his gorgeous, striking, ice-blue eyes.
She let her hands fall from her skirt, slowly licking her lips. "I'm Brooke," she introduced, thinking she'd feel more than a little uncomfortable if he kept calling her 'mi'lady'. She was also fishing for his name, although she'd probably think of him as wet stranger guy for a while yet.
"I don't think anyone knows where we are," she said with a little shrug, lifting her hand to pull her bag a little higher onto her shoulder. "You new?" she guessed. "Just arrived." She remembered how confused she'd been when she was first brought here. If this guy was new here, she'd do what she could to help him. She was glad Haley and that Elena girl had been around to stop her completely freaking out.