Scott, looked over his newspaper at the two gentlemen at another table, he thought it was best to avoid the small tornado of food. He sipped his coffee and flipped the paper back up. This island was more or less paradise. Scott looked at his map wondering where he wanted to go after tonight, well tomorrow, he wanted to get some sleep. Being as surgeon he was used to getting some long nighttime hours in with his pillows and blankets. It was habit.<br/><br/>He was as anxious as the next person the doctor supposed. He finished his coffee and left a tip and the bill. He decided it was safe to approach the two men.<br/><br/>"Hello, gentlemen I'm Scott, Scott Ramses. How are you?" he asked simply with a polite smile.