Dom/Jenna
Dom had gone to the pool with his laptop, phone, additional batteries and had found a place in the shade for all of his electronics. He didn't see the point of sitting in the sun and tan. White people could be really weird. Instead, he stayed there, enjoying the weather, looking at people and working on his computer.
When he saw Jenna walk by, he called out. "I'd whistle, but I know better than to upset a Marine," he teased. "Care to join me," he said, nodding toward the empty chair next to him.