The Brit was playing it cool and Faith could get onboard with that. He seemed relaxed, but she'd seen him size her and Mara up. And the Middle Eastern guy and the teenager - (What the - he's got a Scooby vibe all over him, what's up with that?)

Faith smiled easily, "Actually I'd kinda prefer a nice, hot bath and one of those fluffy hotel bathrobes, but despite the tropical scenery, from what I've seen so far, it ain't happening."

Faith hooked her fingers comfortably through the belt loops of her shorts, settling into an almost relaxed slouch. "I don't suppose y'all are about to point us to the really ritzy resort with cute little cabana boys, huh?"