<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/ab/3d/be/ab3dbe6d89c729a2507abe4a6d78f2d8.jpg)<br/><div align="center">Lucas</div></div><br/>Lucas waved back, smiling. Part of him couldn't help but look to see if Arlene had a second bra she was wearing, but he tried not to stare. "I just found them a while back. Don't know much about fishing poles, sorry. Just hope I haven't broken them or anything. No spare line or hooks in my stash at least." He gave a long slow shrug, giving Jim a nod. "Morning Jim. Thanks again for everything."<br/><br/>"I was just trying to work out where would be best to look for supplies." Rubbing his face, Lucas cocked his head, rolling his shoulder with a wince. "Sure, probably better than rooting around your room without you." He sauntered down from the top deck to the main deck, ran a hand through his hair.