<b><u>Linden and GiGi</u></b><br/><br/>Gehenna Girl had taken her shadow-purse out and rummaged through it for her phone. Jumping giddily to see a text from her friend, she replied. {Lighthouse as Thresher’s Beach. Big gray one out on the western point. Bring your swimsuit! Let’s party!}<br/><br/>GiGi put it back and then turned her attention to the dishes in front of her. Lobster, shrimp verde, fresh tomatoes, fried rice, refried beans, and a dozen fish chalupas. Bentley and the others didn’t mind her pigging out on such a banquet since she had saved the beach numerous times from renegade sea beasts. And there was that one time some folks tried to demolish the forest and ridges to put a road out here for a big elitist resort. It had seemed there was nothing they could do until the company went bankrupt after all their mysteriously hotels burned to the ground.<br/><br/>The blue-haired woman turned and, spotting Ju-Won, gave her a blatant look up and down. She flashed a smile, put two fingers up to her mouth, and stuck out her tongue, wriggling it around a bit before turning back around and making her way to the food counter.<br/><br/>As she entered the tavern, GiGi beckoned her over to her table. Mmm. Something else to salivate over. And hopefully dine on in good time. Today’s goal was getting Ju-won to cut loose and hopefully get her out of that bikini. “Bentley is a god of the kitchen,” she said in response to her friend’s comments.  “And he brews his own beer!”  She tapped a large mug to her side. “You hungry? Dig in!”