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[b]Los Paraísos: The Flying Albatross[/b]

Dylan deflated as Aria presented a surprisingly good argument about why they should spend the rest of the day “relaxing.” Perhaps they were right, perhaps they could find out more by simply doing an unorthodox investigation. Either way, there was nothing much to do besides, and Trixie was hissing in his ear. “Sure,” he said with a smile, “how do you like waterparks?” 

[b]Los Paraísos: The Strip [/b] 

Not long afterwards, having stowed his stuff away in a gorgeous room that he didn’t even have to pay for, Dylan lounged outside the hotel while he waited for the others to arrive. Together they would travel as a group to the waterpark, but for now he simply relaxed, wearing his swim trunks and a open shirt, having taken a cue from his Big Bro. “Come on,” he muttered as yet another band of tourists walked by, off to have a glorious day in the sun. “Any time now.”