"I don't know him.. truth be told he looks as much like a thug as a paparazzi.. If you don't mind I'll just go back to my room and forego clubbing tongiht if he's looking for me." She said as she examined him. "Definitely don't want to see him looking for a profit on my time out. So we'll just stay in and watch a movie." She smiles. "Thank you for taking the time to tell me."<br/><br/>Unless more info was forth coming, she headed back up to her room to let Aimee know what was going on. Making mental note of the guy's scar to keep an eye out for him. She was betting that he was clued in by the friendly folks at Disney.