*An older gentleman is reading a newspaper next to a fountain* [i]Older man: You... can't be...?[/i] *I stare at him* [i]Older man: It is... you are. Hello- err... I take it you still introduce yourself as Jams? Doubt it you would've told anyone.[/i] *I nod* *He smiles and motions for me to join him* [i]Older Man: Still using your rifle? Bah, of course you are. I think you cares more for that thing than anything else! [/i] *He laughs* *I hesitantly smile* I thought you were off-world...? *He pauses* [i]Older Man: Oh, I'm on vacation! Like yourself![/i] *He laughs again* [i]Older Man: So, how's that sister of yours?[/i] *I clear my throat and finally speak up* Oh.. Zara? *I suddenly see her sitting on a nearby bench, reading a book* She's... fine? *I put my hand on my head* I... have a headache. Can we grab dinner, later? *He laughs* [i]Older man: Stay awhile! Let us chat more![/i] *I apprehensivly sit next to him and we discuss multiple topics*