Then maybe I'll yell. It seems like a good time for that.

[There are pretty much no traces of the earlier bookish disaster for all of them, because Anon is himself; but there is a restlessness to him that's just a notch higher than usual, something buzzing under his skin that doesn't quite settle even though the dessert is quite good and the company is fine too.]

I didn't think I'd end up with another beach party so soon. I guess I'll be an expert by the time this is done!

[What else is there to do on the island, really....... other than murder.]