[Yes, well, looks like it is a nude beach, and it looks like the woman who spots him looking over the shoulder didn't get the memo. It looks like she isn't reading the memo even if it's handed to her, either, gladly ignoring anyone and everyone who tries to shoot friendly or suggestive looks her way with her teeth idly digging into her lower lip.
Gradually she walks over, sandals tucked in one hand, bare feet leaving marks on the sand that grows denser and wetter as she gets close to the lips of the sea washing over and back.]
Hey.
[Did he hear her? No?]
Hey. You. Pants guy.
[The only guy wearing pants, versus the only girl wearing a dress. That should make things sufficiently obvious, right?]
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Gradually she walks over, sandals tucked in one hand, bare feet leaving marks on the sand that grows denser and wetter as she gets close to the lips of the sea washing over and back.]
Hey.
[Did he hear her? No?]
Hey. You. Pants guy.
[The only guy wearing pants, versus the only girl wearing a dress. That should make things sufficiently obvious, right?]
You're new here.