To observe the people having fun... nobody would take that as a passtime. Nobody who was a normal person. That was the reason because of Michael Atkins just enjoyed that: observe.<br/><br/>Another thing he liked a lot was reading, and that was exactly what he was doing when his cell phone rang.<br/><br/>-"Atkins" -was his short answer. Not a man of words if it was not needed. And there was no reason now to be talkative, losing time with Miriam. Her voice was as nice as always, soft, charming... there was no human way to make her understand that Mike looked at her just as another piece of furniture, or as an average-thinker answering machine.<br/><br/>He went to the bathroom after hanging the phone, looked at himself in the mirror. Horrible Hawaiian shirt, trouser matching... he loathed that kind of clothes but hey, they where his uniform on these kind of works.<br/><br/>He walked to the resort, went to Miriam's. Smile, little joke and he had her happy once more, probably expecting him to ask her out or whatever. He would never fully understand those things, and didn't want to. The only thing he wanted at the moment was to get a good look of the three new pieces.<br/><br/>And there they were. One of them, the youngest or so it seemed was just getting out of the pool... dressed. They shared laughing and then got into one of the bungalows. This was about time.<br/><br/>He approached the bungalow and made himself noted.<br/><br/>-"Hi, welcome to the resort. Name's Michael, call me Mike please" -he gave his hand to the nearest and youngest girl, the one that had been just out of the pool and sat at the edge- "Is everything OK? Have you been hurt or anything?" -his faked smile was simply incredible, it looked perfect and matched his eyes, sparkling with sincere friendship.<br/><br/>The young one was very interesting... the youngest used to be the most rebellious also and oh man how much he loved rebellious preys.