Re: Outside Music Store: Mathias & Claire
"You are a long way from Al Manāma, peanut." The capital city rolled off her tongue in proper Arabic, the ebb and flow of her accent fluid with telltale signs of intimate language studies. Her eyebrows raised from behind those obnoxious sunglasses, her curiosity now piqued. "How long were you in Bahrain?" Claire smiled wide and toothy at the handsome man with the easy grin. If she was on edge, she showed no sign of nerves in her casual crossing of long legs in front of her.
"I'm far from local, but I've been here a year or so. Long enough to be able to learn how to walk to the ice cream shop with my eyes closed from anywhere in town." That much was absolutely true. It had more to do with her constant wandering around town than her love of ice cream, but it was better to let people assume she had an unhealthy obsession with frozen dairy confections drenched in hot fudge. "The name's Claire. What do you need to find? Pretty much everything is down there on Main. You're not going to find anything by sitting here." She stood up using the strength of her legs only, her hands still shoved deep in the pockets of her hunter jacket. "Come on. Let's mosey." She'd recently learned that word, and absolutely loved it. "What interests you the most?"