Eli slipped out of the room, passing a dark-haired brunette in the process. The guy seemed to be looking for his room as well and Eli did no more than offer a brief nod of acknowledgment before continuing back downstairs to where the group had still seemed to linger. The meeting was to take place in just thirty minutes and as said before, Elias was a punctual man. After rounding the corner back to the kitchen area, Eli spotted several new arrivals - some he recognized, others he didn't. He wasn't sure if he should offer up another introduction to the new additions, but didn't think on it too long. He wouldn't. Instead he headed toward the fridge and pulled out a small bottled orange juice. He eyed and empty stool before walking over and sitting down.
He'd almost felt compelled to speak, wanting to ease the awkward tension he felt. He was sure it was lost on everyone else, but with his distant personality the situation seemed at all sorts of odds. Instead, she twisted the cap on his OJ and took a long swig. He'd almost wished it was something stronger, but Eli didn't drink often. When and if he did, it was always in comfortable situations. This most definitely did not fall into that category. Bottle still pressed to his lips, Eli took the opportunity to look around. A young man with dreads stood next to a cute brunette, and her attractiveness wasn't lost on Eli. The blonde girl and brunette guy that had been present when he'd first arrived were still there, as was Chandler and Will. Though Chandler had taken up a new position on the couch. One guy had disappeared, but two other girls were now there as well. Eli drank it all in. The people were varied in personality, looks, everything. It would make for an interesting time off camera, certainly.
Finally, he spoke up. His words were clipped and short, his tone brief. "It's almost three. Has anyone heard from Robert?" he asked the group, indifferent to the conversations he was interrupting.