"While I wouldn't put it past my partner, I really don't think that's the case," he agrees, and ducks his head to pinch the bridge of his nose, wincing.

"Okay. So, just to clarify, this is not Honolulu. Right? Although, actually..."

Lifting his head slowly, he glances back at the door, considering. "That might not be so bad, for the moment. And you're from...where?"

Not the island, that's for sure: she's too fair to be one of the sun-addled, salt-water-addicted island folk.

Actually, now that he's looking at her, she's...pretty cute, in a big-eyed, winsome sort of way that makes him think suddenly and unfortunately of Grace's dolls.

Still, cute.