Ben nodded as she talked, and raised his eyebrow when she told him to wear blue. He watched her leave, then sighed. That was an incredible woman. The most genuine and honest girl he had ever met. As the people died away, and the band started to pack up, Ben talked to them for a bit, showing them a thing or two he learned himself in Spain. They loved it, and they played a song or two just for the hell of it for a little while. After saying goodbye to them he made his way back to the beach to grab his guitar case. As he did he looked at the island town. He saw the waterfall, and smiled at the thought of Aria and the smile on her face as she jumped. 

Walking back, he kept thinking about Aria's words, very excited for tomorrow. He quietly made his way back to the hotel, making sure not to wake others.. if there were any. He set his case down in his room, took off his pants, only in his boxers. He climbed into the bed, realizing finally how tired he was. As he drifted off to sleep he couldnt help but think of Aria, and the way she looked at him.