<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em>~ Mari, still in shock from the unexpected news ~</em><br/><br/>There had been no time for Marisol to respond to Nicci and Mila as Marcus entered, except to crack a smile at Mila's comment of Mrs. Taylor's unique way to chose their replacement. To say she had been derailed was a bit of an understatement; she hadn't expected someone so soon. It wasn't a bad thing; not at all. It was just so quick! How had they known? Had Vince called Mrs. Taylor and told her? Or had Angus found out? It had happened so late at night that...well, of course. Vince <em>had</em> to leave the island some way...so of course Angus and Mrs Taylor would know. And apparently, they had worked quickly at replacing the missing piece. They were complete once more: Three women. Three men.<br/><br/>But it felt...so sudden.<br/><br/>Which was completely silly since they had all met the day before. It could have simply been that someone had arrived late; not that someone had been replaced. That's how she had to see it. As she slowly set her cup down, she looked at Marcus and opened her mouth to speak to him when suddenly Bo appeared. And still through it all...Mari was still deep in thought.<br/><br/>Until she heard Bo ask the question and then she found her voice, her tone a bit uncertain, "Someone is here. Another...man." As if suddenly seeking their advice or guidance, Marisol looked from Marcus to Bo as she added quietly, "Mary mentioned it as she was setting the food out and...well...the girls and I just kinda found out." Licking her lips, Marisol stood up and walked over to the food, needing to occupy her nervous hands. "So, we were just...kinda...talking about that."<br/><br/>Forcing a smile to her lips, she looked at Mila and then at Nicci, "I think it's great. I think it's...going to be good for us." But she worried. What if this person turned out to be like Vince and he didn't work out? Or what about if he turned out to be like Bo and was only attracted to one of the girls? No, that wasn't fair. <em>Stop, Marisol. Stop it,</em> she quickly halted her train of thoughts as she grabbed some fruits and some eggs and bacon.<br/><br/>"I can't wait to meet him." And as she turned to sit back down, she realized...that was true. She couldn't wait to meet him; how would he fit in the dynamics of their group?</span>