<div class="floatleft">(http://www.pearlanddean.com/sites/default/files/styles/large/public/newsimages/c4d3333b-5e6c-4c3c-bf13-b5fe676a28f2.jpg?itok=y0gJpHvz)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Aiden Jones<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Employee - Ship's Captain<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 1st | late afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach/Outdoor Beach Bar<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>button down shirt | bathing suit<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Brinlee Emerson<strong>Mentioned:</strong>None<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>none<hr/><br/>Aiden had noted how Brinlee licked the salt from the edge of her glass and noted her comment about 'liking big things', he took it as blatant flirting.  Though since he didn't want to seem to eager, he let the comment pass.  Though he would remind her of that comment later when the time was right. He also noted that she didn't move from his touch, if anything it seemed like she relaxed against his hand.<br/><br/>"oh is this a race or a contest? I have a feeling I can hold a bit more than you Brinlee, I might need 3 or 4 of these to match your GIGANTIC Margarita.  Don't worry I can keep up."  With that comment he drained his drink in a five count and held his glass up to signal for another.<br/><br/>"plans for the day, hmmm, the only plan I have is to relax and enjoy the beautiful island.  I'm here by myself so only beholden to myself.  Plenty of time to explore the island this week"<br/><br/>He saw a look come over Brinlee's face, as if there was a thought that popped into her head.  He was curious what she was thinking.  Her next question caught him off guard.<br/><br/>"I do enjoy a good vintage movie from time to time, why do you ask?"<br/><br/>