Trista soon became bored with sitting around the beach and watching them set up the dinner party for the guests. She'd seen them do that a hundred times before and didn't really feel like watching it again. While the chatting was nice, the workers generally had more to do than to sit around and chat with her or the other girls.<br/><br/>El had already headed to the hotel for her normal chat with the manager, so Trista thought that going that way wouldn't be a bad idea. It was always nice to give the guests a little preview and introduce herself before the party. So with a smile, she got up and dusted the sand off herself, making sure not to get any of the sand on the workers or what they were setting up.<br/><br/>From where the party was going to be to the hotel wasn't a big walk for her. The guests normally took the cars and such that were provided or even the bikes, but it was a short walk for one with a leg span of her size. She wasn't even winded by the time she got close enough for people to see her from their hotel windows. A few peeked out at her and she gave them a small smile and a wave before looking around for a balcony.<br/><br/>She saw Scott's balcony doors open and peeked her head down some to get a look inside. It was normal for the girls to do this and they weren't normally yelled at for doing so, "Hello? Anyone in there?" she called out, trying her best to keep her voice soft, "You left your doors open."