"you and the beach and your ships."  Scoffed Marcus, brushing crumbs off his hands and shirt before sticking his hands in his pockets.  'No wonder you're half fish.  It's not natural."  Sighing he looked up and down the street for any inspiration as to what they could do with their day off, brow furrowed in thought as he hummed under his breath.  "Quiet town huh?"