<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/40/Dotley-Theodore-05.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Gerrit Marquardt (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293586.msg14412635#msg14412635)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>0:45, Sunday, June 1st<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Lanai- bar area<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Ordering A Cocktail<br/><strong>Content Rating:</strong>Light<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Chelsea,Mark, Open<br/><hr/><br/>The ferry trip to the island was quite pleasant for  Gerrit. He always enjoyed his time on the open ocean and he got few opportunities to experience it at this point in his life. He traveled light, a side effect of spending so much of his youth at sea. Most of his first afternoon was spent getting accommodated to his new cabana. He was slightly reluctant to show up to the new beginnings party. Lively nightclubs and excessive drinking weren’t exactly his forte but he also hadn’t come to the island to be a cantankerous old man alone in his cabana.<br/><br/><br/>Gerrit sauntered into the Lanai with a blue checkered shirt and brown khakis. He eyed the partygoers with a slight smile. He was never much of a dancer himself but he still found their movements rather comical. Gerrit watched the dancers for a few moments before taking a seat at the bar. Now Gerrit didn’t normally drink at home outside of the occasional beer at a cookout but he was feeling rather adventurous on his vacation. “Can  I have a Blue Hawaiian?” The grey-haired man questioned as he eyed the brunette bartender up and down. He’d normally feel quite abashed looking over a woman half his age but the vibe of the resort made him less hesitant to do so though he did try to keep his leering rather discreet. Unfortunately for Gerrit, a young man took a seat next to him as he waited for his drink. “A Mojito, Huh? Glad to see I’m not the only one feeling bold tonight.” The older man joked with a soft chuckle.<br/>