Walking carefully under the station roofing he saw the streets had some awnings for them to take refuge under. "Let's see if we can't find an umbrella of some kind too." He said while they began running across the open downpour, the street filled with rainwater flowing towards the gulf harbor. Stepping under the curtain of water they could wander around the street corner finding safe places to cross for them to keep looking for a nice place to stay. At long last they had discovered it, Lounge In Cafe. A nice quiet little cottage that was renovated into the bumping place it was today. With it being not too far from the port he figured they'd have a better chance to dry off here and see when the boat had landed. Inside there was the rustic furnishings of a cabin, close low hanging ceiling rafters, a few windows with panes covered up, and perfectly polished floors. A few tables were set up with lounging chairs for maximum comfort and then there were actual long bench tables for eating at.<br/><br/>Feeling her cold little feets warming up between his thighs, James shivered as they cuddled together for warmth. "Ahhh, I hope Delphine's place isn't as cold as this godforsaken tin can." He grumbled as they heard the fog horn shout they would be coming to the harbor in 2 hours. With a sigh of relief, he smiled down at her, "Only two more hours and then we're off this damn thing."