<strong>Eric</strong><br/>With a nervous smile, the girl got in and closed the door. As soon as Eric asked his question, though, her smile slipped and she looked at him funny, like he had just moved from "nice guy" category to "potential serial killer" in her head.<br/><br/>"How would you know about that?" she asked tensely, her hand still on the door handle.<br/><br/><br/><strong>Jack</strong><br/>The couple turns toward Jack as he hails them, approaching across the street. The pair are young, no more than twenty-five, and definitely seem like an attached couple.<br/><br/>(http://www.fotosearch.com/comp/PHT/PHT288/young-couple-street_~PAA280000032.jpg)<br/><br/>The guy grinned at Jack and shrugged melodramatically. "I dunno! We were just wondering the same thing," he said, glancing at the redhead beside him.<br/><br/>She smiled, finding it all very funny. "Maybe there's a festival at the docks we weren't invited to," she said, with a look on her face that said, "who knows what the fuck they do around here."<br/><br/>"Glad to see you though, man," the guy said. "Was beginning to think we slipped into the Twilight Zone. My name's Desmond." He extended his hand to shake with Jack. "And this is Rene."<br/><br/>