Tony watches somewhat awe-struck and another part fearful as the old man is unceremoniously whisked away by cruise staff... and there went his questions for the old guy; gone with the wind. Maybe they'd meet again at the Mango Deck or something. He shrugs. He could use a drink or two anyway, may as well enjoy himself on the cruise even if he took it for 'networking' purposes. Regardless, he was certain service would be good during his two week stay, those workers were fast.  

He gaze shifts and he makes brief eye contact with the hooded stranger. [i]What the hell was that guy staring for?[/i] He wipes a bit of sweat off his brow as he turns his attention back to Atlas. 

[color=steelblue]"Nice to meet you, Atlas. One second,"[/color] Tony pulls out his credentials for verification and hands it to the concierge, [color=steelblue]"there."[/color]

Something about Atlas's enthusiasm was weird in Tony's eyes, though he didn't show it, and with his sunglasses on, he figured the man couldn't see him staring at his overly white smile. Overall, he seemed like a flashy guy--not something he'd expect for a standard cruise staff.

Then again, this cruise ship was anything [i]but[/i] standard.

Tony glances back as his credentials are checked; was that stranger still staring him? Was he doing that to everyone in line? Was he even still there?