Moana had seen the mention around the forums of a barbecue, but hadn't entirely made up her mind as to whether she wanted to get along with her neighbors quite that much. Still, it was the last weekend of vacation that she'd given herself, and she already had clients scheduled for the next week, so it did seem a shame to not do something with that last bit of time off.
If Saturday evening, a little after seven, found her taking a walk on the beach, who was to say she hadn't just felt like a stroll? And if, when catching a glimpse of what looked to be the set-up of a barbecue, she chose to approach... it would be rude to not drop by and introduce herself, wouldn't it? She combed her hair back away from her face as she made her way over the sand toward the grill, smiling at the so very American sight.
Since she hadn't promised her presence, she wasn't obligated to stay if she decided her time would be better spent continuing her walk. All in all, her plan worked for the best.