Des grinned as he drove toward the beach. "I like laying out and sunbathing too, but I enjoy surfing. It's my dream to travel to Australia. I didn't bring the surfboard today though." He chuckled and flashed a sheepish grin. "Well, obviously I didn't bring my board 'cause we're not crunched for space here."

Why was he so nervous and rambling? He knew that Michael liked him, he shouldn't have been nervous. He pulled into the parking lot at the beach and found a space, shutting off the engine. "Here we go, Best Beach Ever!"