[Keith's arrival at the party feels delayed, but that's only because he stops off somewhere to pick up a pair of red swim trunks. It would be weird to show up at a party looking for people like he's not meant to be there. And while Keith is the last person to give a crap about social mores, he doesn't want it to cause problems.
He leaves his clothes in his taxi as he loops through the area, looking for anyone who'd be one of them. The problem is he bought swim trunks—good—but didn't think to grab anything like flip flops—bad. So ... he's walking around with his boots in his hands, trying to find someone. Anyone. Or even give himself a vantage point to see the typical flash of white that stands out.
For a second, Dick looks familiar. From his profile, anyway. Yet another person in their bunch who fits that description (and Keith knows he's among them).
Keith steps are with some trepidation as he eases closer. He's not someone who's overly shy, just cautious. And here, he knows how much they can be on edge. It's not like they were in a crash that forced them to come to their senses a lot sooner. He sets down the boots at his feet and raises a hand.]
Hey. [Good opener. He's getting there.] Believe it or not, but I'm here to collect you. [Collect? Bad word, maybe. Whatever. It'll work.]
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He leaves his clothes in his taxi as he loops through the area, looking for anyone who'd be one of them. The problem is he bought swim trunks—good—but didn't think to grab anything like flip flops—bad. So ... he's walking around with his boots in his hands, trying to find someone. Anyone. Or even give himself a vantage point to see the typical flash of white that stands out.
For a second, Dick looks familiar. From his profile, anyway. Yet another person in their bunch who fits that description (and Keith knows he's among them).
Keith steps are with some trepidation as he eases closer. He's not someone who's overly shy, just cautious. And here, he knows how much they can be on edge. It's not like they were in a crash that forced them to come to their senses a lot sooner. He sets down the boots at his feet and raises a hand.]
Hey. [Good opener. He's getting there.] Believe it or not, but I'm here to collect you. [Collect? Bad word, maybe. Whatever. It'll work.]