Fin McCloud scrubbed at a suspiciously viscous red stain oozing down an ocean-view transparent sliding door in room 713. She stared past the stain into the gorgeous view of the beach, fantasizing about the sacred shred of surf time she had right before sunset. She wiped off the door and slid it open, filling her lungs with the salty ocean air, still detectable from the 7th floor. She sighed, stepping onto the balcony, the wind ruffling her sun-bleached blonde hair. She rested her elbows on the bar of the balcony, her head tilted sideways in her hand. She sighed again as she watched the Marvin twins wreck havoc on Reef's surf lesson to a curvy blonde. Fin squinted and saw Reef waving at her. She raise a hand half-heartedly and waved back. A leggy brunette walked into sight and she put her arm down sheepishly, slapping herself mentally for even thinking he'd be waving at her.

Typical. What a freakin' kook, she thought angrily.

"Fin?" Fin heard Rosie call from outside the room.

"Just finishing up!" She called back.

"Well, hurry up. There are another five floors! You're not being paid to daydream!"

I'm not being paid enough, she thought to herself.

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Reef waved at the blonde girl standing on a seventh floor balcony in a yellow maid's outfit. She waved back and he smirked.

She is so on the Reef-Train.

He turned back to his student, only to see her stomp off angrily with a face full of sand.

Oh well, no more lessons today...

Whistling innocently, he picked up his board and edged toward the water.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" He cringed at Bummer's ever-so-slightly-constipated-sounding voice and tried to think of something on the spot.

"I was, uh, just, um, teaching… This guy here!" He tugged on the closest tourist he could find.

"Jerk!" A sunburned girl shot him a dirty look and stalked off.

"STRIKE! Two more of those, and you're--"

"-- out of here. Yeah. I know." Reef finished dejectedly.

"Are you mocking me?" Bummer narrowed his eyes at him. He made the 'I'm watching you' gesture and turned back toward the hotel.

A Marvin twin pressed something smelly and squishy onto his leg.

"Euck! What is that?"

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Emma smiled sweetly at an old man and picked up his empty coffee mug.

"Don't forget to fill out a staff evaluation sheet!" She said cheerfully. She was sure this one would be good. Definitely an 8 or more. She hung around inconspicuously as he filled it out. He got up, shot her a suspicious look and went off to put it in the treasure chest.

"Yes!" She squeaked, knocking over a pre-set table.

Crap! Crap, oh crap, oh crap!

She hurriedly tried to clean up the broken mug, trying to hide from Kelly, whom she could see approaching the table slowly.

"Wench! What are you doing?!" Kelly yelled.

"I'm just cleaning up! Really!" Emma scrambled to answer.

"That's coming out of your pay check. I saw the whole thing. Maybe you should watch it next time." Kelly spat, narrowing her eyes.

Emma grinned half-sheepishly-half-cheesily, "Won't happen again!"

Kelly shot her a glare and walked toward a couple waiting to be seated.

If looks could kill…

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"Reef!" Lo panted, "Catch that kid!" She ran toward the red-haired surf instructor, pointing at Todd. Reef ran after the mischievous child, pulling him back by the arm.

"Gotcha!" Reef cried, "You are so gonna get it!"

"Thanks so much for catching him. I turned around for one second, and the kids were sharing my latte! I mean, ewww. But even worse, caffeine makes kids crazy! Oh my god, the day I've had! My nails have never been so mistreated…" She looked at her slightly scuffed nails sadly. "No wonder Anita took that psych leave."

"What?!" Reef hooted, letting go of Todd, "She took a psych leave? You are so seagull crap!"

"Good to know." She muttered darkly, still examining her nails. "Maybe a manicure…"

"Lo?"

"Wha--Oh! No! Brianna! Stop it! You're not allowed to eat that! Todd! Get back here!" Lo groaned, running in their vague direction.

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Johnny stood at the front desk, frowning and clicking his pen.

"Johnny! What did I say about the smiling-every-ten-seconds-rule?" Bummer shouted.

He mustered up a tortured grin.

"That's good. Keep it up." Bummer walked off.

He returned to his pen clicking.

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Broseph ran up to the front desk.

"Johnny, my man, dude, whassup?"

Johnny didn't reply. He stared into space, his eyes glazed over. Broseph waved a dark hand in his face.

"Bro? Dude? Anybody there?"

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Fin walked down to the beach, smelling the salty air.

"Hey ugly, did I just see you checking me out?" Reef greeted her.

"In your dreams, chicken-legs." She replied nonchalantly.

"What brings you down here?"

"My break."

"Oh…" Reef looked down awkwardly.

"So…"

"Yeah, I don't have any students, so I can hang out." He said loudly.

"I'm right here, you don't have to yell.." Fin cringed.

"So.. Umm, I just wanted to ask.."

"Yeah?" Fin reply-barked, crossing her arms.

"Umm, what happened on MaReefLand.."

"Yeah?" Fin narrowed her eyes, as if daring him to go on.

"Was that like a 'Oh, la-di-da, we're going to die thing', or…" He raised an eyebrow suggestively.

"Or what, Reef?" She asked, making it perfectly clear that if he valued his face, he would shut up.

"Or," Reef continued, completely oblivious, "was it a----"

"STRIKE! Fin, get back to work!" Bummer's voice shouted.

"But I'm on my break!" Fin protested.

"You don't have a break!" He yelled.

"That's not fair!"

"What are you, five? Life isn't fair. NOW GET BACK TO WORK!"