"Nah, never fished," Paul admitted to Jim, "I'd like to though, I heard the lake was beautiful too." Make the most of it, huh? That's what he wanted, he figured.

He'd almost said he'd never even been out in nature before, but he didn't want to come off as 'that guy'. You know, the one who obviously didn't belong out here. Everything out here was going to be new to him. He was going to make the most of it though, and try not to look like a complete fool who didn't know what he was doing. Honestly he just really wanted to leave a good first impression on these people.

"I guess I should be," Paul chuckled in response to Mélanie, "Kinda sad I needed rescuing the moment I got out here though, huh?" He was about to respond to her about leaving like she suggested, but a fourth person soon arrived. Paul jumped when the guy honked his car horn, silently cursing to himself. What the hell? What kind of ass just does that? Paul's questions were answered when Jim apparently recognized the guy. Ah. So this was Dom. He was the shortest guy here, but also the most well-built. Overall, as the guy introduced himself, Paul got very bro-ish vibes from him. He wasn't really looking forward to spending a whole summer with this guy...but, the words "make the most of it" appeared in his mind, so he internally sighed and externally put on a friendly face. No point in being unfriendly with someone you were going to be living with for the next couple months.

"...Right," Paul affirmed to Dominic when Mélanie told him who they were, "It's uh, nice to meet you too." He shook Dominic's hand, who had a strong grip as expected.

Oh. He almost didn't catch it. Mélanie called Paul her friend. Well that confirmed it then, saying they were friends was alright then. Something about that helped him feel a little more at ease.

Mélanie and Jim soon talked about leaving once again, so Paul tossed in his two cents.

"Yeah, we probably should leave now. I [i]think[/i] this is everyone...well, it should be. I was told other than me and our host, there would be four others coming along at the very least. By my count, that's everyone here. Maybe others will come later though, who knows." He shrugged. "If more people end up coming then hopefully it'll be a girl. It's kind of a sausage fest right now." Wow that was blunt.

By now, Jim's shy friend had finally introduced himself as well. He was Jim's cousin, Henri. Ah. He was foreign, that explained his demeanor, he must've felt a little out of place. Paul couldn't tell what his nationality was (unlike Mélanie, who he knew was French), but he definitely seemed European.

When Henri started walking off to presumably where the cabin was, Paul was a bit thrown off. Well you couldn't say the guy wasn't forward-thinking. It was just as well though, they'd all been standing there long enough. They could continue talking and getting to know each other more at the cabin.

"Yeah, we should probably get going now," Paul nodded in agreement, and was about to go down the dirt path as well, but stopped himself when he saw someone walk out of the tire replacement service shop. It was a girl who looked about their age, was she here for the summer break as well? He decided to wait, in case she was another of Victoria's invites, so that she could introduce herself.