"I'm serious, Summer Lowell seemed to see me too." Sean Lowell put down his utensils.
Sean Lowell was very certain he saw Summer Lowell, but his feet felt like they were filled with lead, completely unable to move.
What kind of identity, what kind of opening line should he use to approach Summer Lowell?
"Sit down for a second, what's with you losing your mind in broad daylight? If it were so easy to run into her, why have you been searching for so many years?"
"Gordon, I really saw Summer Lowell. She was with a tattooed man." Sean's eyes went from dazed to clear, and he quickly found a reason to visit Summer Fairmont: "A muscular man covered in tattoos, he doesn't look like a good person, could Summer be in danger? She definitely needs help, right?"
Not help from her brother, just that kind of sense of responsibility from being a fellow Celestar in a foreign land.
This should be easy to explain, right?
Sean jumped up from his seat.
