Alexander beamed rather pleasantly as he headed into the hotel, nodding amiably to all the people staring at him.  Admittedly, he was hamming it up with the 'dumb American tourist' routine, but it didn't look like the people around him were into subtle.  Burning the image of 'ignorant white foreigner' into their heads would make it easier to avoid recognition later if he needed to play a different role.<br/><br/>The thugs trying to hustle them for money were amusing.  It was like having elementary kids trying to bully him for his lunch money.  With his new comprehension of Farsi, Alexander was about to take fleece the thugs for everything they were worth when Brandon stepped up and commanded them to leave, the Scion of Hades movement to grab his weapon not going unnoticed.  Interested in the direction Brandon was going, Alexander kept his mouth shut and quietly hummed to himself a jaunty little tune as he watched the events fold.