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Hazel Matthews

"I can't wait to see the world!"

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a character in “Vacation of a Lifetime”, originally authored by Cloud, as played by RolePlayGateway

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“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.”
― Augustine of Hippo



Introducing


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What is your name?:
Hazel Sylvia Matthews


What do people call you, though?:
Haze or occasionally Silver


How old are you?:
17


When were you born?:
21st of December


Where were you born?
Columbia, South Carolina


Are you a male or female?:
Female



Reasons


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Why do you want to go on the trip?:
First and foremost I want to go on this trip to experience the world. I dream of exploring foreign cities and seeing different cultures. Honestly, it's probably my only chance to travel while I'm young. My family doesn't have much disposable income and anything I earn from my part-time job goes towards my college fund. Hopefully I'll be able to travel when I'm older and in a proper job, but that probably won't be for a very, very long time. So, really, this is the best opportunity I've got to see the world while I'm still young.

What are your opinions on travelling?:
I love it, or I will love it. I've never actually left the country, but I've already mapped out everywhere I want to travel. There are so many places to see, people to meet and cultures to experience!

Do you have any illnesses that could affect you while travelling?:
None that I know of.

What is the 'best' place you have travelled to so far?:
I've only travelled within the United States, but last year my family and I went on a trip to the Grand Canyon. That was pretty amazing and I would definitely call it the best place I've visited.


Little Things


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What do you like?:
I like cross-country. I've always been good at running, and long distance is my favourite. I'm also quite fond of cooking, especially Chinese dishes that my Mom has taught me. I also like maths and science, particularly chemistry. I like to read, particularly the classics. I also have a fondness for those clear, fresh mornings when no one else is up yet. It's the best time for running. Art, mainly painting or sketching, is also something I enjoy. And I actually quite enjoy playing Chess with my dad. I also love Bob Dylan and other musicians of his era.

What do you dislike?:
I've never been much of a fan of fish as a meal. They're fine when they're swimming around, but I've never liked the taste of them. I've also never liked horror movies, or crime novels. Racism is something that I can't stand, as well as sexism. I don't like people that judge others on their appearance. Country music, I'm sorry, but I can't stand it. The same goes for rap, I just don't like it.

Do you have any hobbies?:
As I mentioned above, I love running. Most mornings you'll find me jogging around the streets or down at the local park. Other then that I like to read a lot and draw or paint.

Do you have any phobias or fears?:
I don't like spiders, or other creepy crawlies, but I wouldn't say I had a phobia of them. Really, the only thing that causes me to hyperventilate is blood. I've fainted numerous times from the sight of blood. I can't really explain why it scares me so much, it just does.


About You


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What are you like as a person?:
Imaginative \\ Kind \\ Quietly Confident \\ Smart \\ Determined \\ Indecisive \\ Witty \\ Friendly

I'm not the loudest, or the most outspoken person I know, but if I have something that I think is valuable to add to a conversation, I will. I'm not shy, or particularly reserved, I'm just not someone who feels the need to push their opinions on everyone. I don't like to push myself on people, but if I see someone sitting alone in the corner I will try and make conversation with them. I am a pretty friendly girl. I like to think that I have more friends than enemies, or perhaps that's just because I'd rather hang out with my friends over people I don't like. Either way I don't go out of my way to socialise with people I don't like, it always costs more energy than it's worth.

Anyone who knows me well will call me indecisive. I have a hard time deciding between things, whether it's important or simply what to eat for lunch. Usually I revert to making lists of the pros and cons of each option if it's an important one. However, once I have picked a path to follow I can be very determined and stubborn when seeing it through. I hate to leave things unfinished and I always try my hardest to complete things to the best of my ability.

I have a decent sense of humour which leans more towards witty puns than sarcastic quips, but I can appreciate both. I enjoy a good joke, after all you can't take everything in life seriously. However, as with everything there are times when jokes aren't appropriate. I also have an extreme dislike for any jokes that verge on racist or sexist. I am a pretty open-minded person, but I cannot stand bigotry. I'm not one to lose my temper easily, but I do get very heated towards those who can't accept others' views.

I'm not one to brag, but I am rather intelligent. My brother got top of his class in his final year at high school, and I'm hoping to do the same. As I mentioned above, I don't do things half-heartedly once I've set my mind to it. Studying and school is something I want to do well in, so I try hard. I wouldn't call myself a nerd, I do have a social life too, but I do put a lot of emphasis on my school work. If I get a low grade, I can't help but feel disappointed.


The Past


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Give me a brief history of yourself.:
I was born in Columbia, South Carolina, in the same house that I've lived in my whole life. My family is small, but close. We aren't particularly wealthy, but I've always thought that money isn't what determines happiness. Despite not being able to afford fancy cars, designer clothes and so on, my family has always enjoyed the life we have. My brother and I are only two years apart, but we've always got along exceptionally well. He was always the one that would carry me home when I scraped my knee, or help me with my homework when I was having trouble with it. My Mom and I have always shared a love of cooking. She tried to teach James too, but he always manages to burn whatever he touches. My Dad and I have a running tournament of Chess. I have yet to beat him, but I think that's half the fun of playing.

Like I said earlier, I've always lived in the same house. We're a pretty tight community here and neighbours tend to help out neighbours a lot. I can't tell you how many times I've babysat the neighbours children, or been babysat myself, usually for only a few dollars too, but that's just the kind of street we live on. At school I was never the most popular student, however neither was I at the bottom of the social ladder. I like to think I sit comfortably in the middle. I've got my own close group of friends, and also some above and below me in the school hierarchy.

I've always liked school, and not just for the social aspect. I like to learn and I'm actually pretty smart. I've always liked maths and science, just like James, but I've also always enjoyed art class and P.E. I joined the track team two years ago and haven't looked back since. I've also been working part-time at a local retail store for the past year and a half. Everything I earn goes into my college fund. I'm hoping to win some sort of scholarship like my brother did, but I've yet to decide what I want to study. Like many important decisions, it's taking me a long time to decide. I know by the time I finish high school that I'll know, and who knows? Perhaps this trip will give me the inspiration I need to pick a future career?

Tell me about your family.:
My family is pretty small. There's me, the youngest, and my older brother, James. He's two years older than me and studying to become a doctor. Then there's mom and dad. Mom, Patricia Cooper, is a kindergarten teacher and dad, Brian Cooper, works in construction. Dad is American Cherokee and my Mom is English Chinese, so we're a mix of cultures.

Other:
I speak English fluently and I can communicate in Chinese, but I'm still learning all the characters.




Theme Song:
Heart Of Gold || Neil Young
I want to live,
I want to give
I've been a miner
for a heart of gold.
It's these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

I've been to Hollywood
I've been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean
for a heart of gold
I've been in my mind,
it's such a fine line
That keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.

Keep me searching
for a heart of gold
You keep me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm growing old.
I've been a miner
for a heart of gold.

So begins...

Hazel Matthews's Story

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Character Portrait: [NPC] Bartender Character Portrait: Hazel Matthews Character Portrait: Maeve Dolan Character Portrait: Clara Rose Character Portrait: Izak Zielinkski Character Portrait: Maisie Wish
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Date || January 10th 2014
Temperature || 11 degrees Celsius/51 degrees Fahrenheit
Climate || The air today is cold but surprisingly still. The sky today is a pale grey, but it may get nicer as the day goes by. The air is just cold enough to see the faint outline of your breath, but only just.






Cassius Segovia

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"Cassius, get out of the car"

Giving an exasperated sigh, Cass stayed put. The day had came too fast and too soon, and now suddenly he was going on a year-long trip with a bunch of people he hated. It wouldn't have been described as one the finer moments in his life right now, as a scowl plastered his face and he laid back in to the smooth leather of his seat, crossing both arms over one another. In his mind he was an activist- protesting for his dignity. He didn't see how getting on a reality TV show would further his career. If anything, it would hinder it.

"Cassius, please, not again." His father Erik sighed, almost a mirror image to Cassius. The two were quite alike, but neither of them would admit it. "We talked about this, Cass. Come on, they are about to arrive."

Opening the door of the car, Cassius pulled at his jacket in a desperate attempt to feel like this wasn't happening. They were stood outside the Four Seasons Hotel in Midtown. Paparazzi lingered behind bins, cameras at the ready. That's actually as far as they were legally permitted to get, though. Paparazzi were not aloud in a considerable distance from the competitors. Something about 'Retaining the real life travel experience.' The whole crew was here though, so I don't know how that would work.

Suddenly, very suddenly, dozens of black cars pulled up at the sidewalk. Police bordered the cars, but they were all able to get a space somewhere. All of the competitors burst out of their cars, and were immediately instructed by their driver to make their way over to Erik and Cassius. His father smiled cheerfully as per usual, but Cassius kept his face at a slight smirk, letting one corner of his mouth twitch up.

"Hello, travellers! My name is Erik Segovia- and this is my son, Cassius Segovia. He will be joining you on this trip." He pointed to Cassius. "This hotel will be your home for the next two days. I trust you know your roommates? Everyone will make their way to the hotel rooms and you will have some- how do you say it- 'chill-out' time. Get to know your roomates, and figure out where you are all sleeping. Tommorow is a big day, and we will all meet on floor 51's meeting room."

His father took a deep breath, before continuing "Now go, my children. Please make your way up to floor 52."

Cassius followed the competitors as they made their way in to the hotel, his smirk now a scowl once more.

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Character Portrait: Hazel Matthews Character Portrait: Maisie Wish Character Portrait: Dennis Reed Character Portrait: Cassius Segovia
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Maisie Wish

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Maisie Wish sat on the cold leather of the plush car seat. She had her large black suitcase at her feet, resting against the seat in front of her. Next to her, her cream-colored backpack containing her camera, Samsung Galaxy phone, Dell laptop, and all of their chargers plus a 3 subject notebook and a brand-new pack of black, red, and blue pens. Every time they hit a bump in the road, her bag jostles.

As the car slowly maneuvers through traffic if New York, Maisie glances out the window. The crowed sidewalks seem to be even more congested today. Although, all she had to base her facts on are movies and t.v. shows she saw. She had lived in England her entire life so she hadn't really been to America at all. She may have taken a trip here and there, but nothing where she stayed for more than a few days.

Maisie was so excited to finally come to America and be able to enjoy it. She could take the time to actually see the world more. She couldn't wait to meet all of the new people. She had had many friends in England, but she only had a small group of close friends that she saw more than once a day and had been over her house a few times.

She wears a ¾ sleeve black shirt with blue skinny jeans and tan combat boots that come up halfway between her knees and her ankles. There was a jean jacket over her shirt and she had a few leather jackets packed. Her pale complexion always made her stand out and she liked to wear black and grey because they made her eyes stand out even more. Her green/grey eyes had never been a normal trait in her family. Both of her parents had had blue eyes, so she didn't really know where she got it from.

The car pulled up at the sidewalk curb and parked. The driver, whom hadn’t talked the while ride, blankly looked a Maisie. She stared back at him, waiting for him to say something. When he didn’t, she smiled at him, lung her bag over her right shoulder, grabbed her suitcase handle, and opened the car door. She picked up the suitcase and planted it firmly on the ground, then shut the door. The first thing she noticed was the smell: garbage and fresh air and people.

There were many people on the sidewalks, surrounding her, but not noticing. And Maisie didn’t like it. The feeling of invisibility. Maisie was a notice who liked to be noticed, though she would never admit it to anyone. She readjusted her backpack to make it more comfortable and slowly walked towards the crowd of people that seemed to form in front of her. She saw many different kids around her age and guessed that they were the other contestants. Maisie didn’t know any of them, but she wasn’t sure how to introduce herself without somehow embarrassing herself. Well, she knew how, but she didn’t want to. She was fairly shy, after all. So she stood at the back of the crowd silently.

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Character Portrait: Hazel Matthews Character Portrait: Clara Rose Character Portrait: Maisie Wish Character Portrait: Dennis Reed Character Portrait: Cassius Segovia
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Dennis Reed sat rigid in the back of the car, his hands forming tight fists against his thighs as he fought to control his rapidly beating heart. "Deep breathes Dennis. You'll be alright. Don't freak out... don't freak out." He had been repeating the mantra to himself for the entirety of the car ride, something the driver had noticed early on. If Dennis had been paying any attention to the man driving the car, he would have seen his eyes flicking back every so often to stare at the boy muttering in the back seat. But Dennis didn't notice, he was too busy trying to calm himself and get ready for arriving at the Four Seasons Hotel.

Why on earth he had let his mother talk him into actually going on this trip was beyond him. She had said it would do him good, help him to gain confidence and so on. Perhaps that was true, but at that moment Dennis would have preferred being safely at home in his room, watching television or playing a video game. Sure, he appreciated that the opportunity. After all he had been picked out of thousands of teenagers from all over the country, but that still didn't hide the fact that he was much more comfortable in an environment he knew.

Suddenly, much sooner than Dennis would have liked, the car pulled up beside the dreaded first hotel. The doors of the cars in front of his opened, their passengers getting out and walking over to where Erik, the big head of the whole trip, was standing with his son. Dennis was only slightly behind the other contestants, a moment of hesitation making him pause before opening his door. With a grunt his driver pointed him towards Erik and Cassius, and Dennis, with his head down and shoulders up walked over and joined the back of the group. Dennis caught the end of Erik's speech and immediately began hyperventilating again as he struggled to remember what room he was in and who he was with. "It's alright Dennis, just follow the group. It'll be fine." He told himself under his breath as he followed the group into the hotel.

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Hazel's excitement was obvious. She was finding it hard to sit still in the car and ever so often she would spout some random piece of information about a country she was set to visit with the vacation. The car's driver, a lovely middle-aged woman, nodded and smiled as Hazel rambled on, "I've never even left the country before." Hazel said, not even aware that this was the fifth time she had stated the fact. The kind driver just nodded and smiled, knowing that the young girl would undoubtedly be excited. For Hazel, this was the trip of a lifetime. Given her parents' income, she and her family had never travelled overseas. Most likely she would have had to wait until after she'd got a decent job and saved. So, understandably this was the opportunity of a lifetime.

"Here we go love." The driver said as they pulled up outside the Four Seasons. "Go on over to Mr Segovia, he'll let you know what's happening. Have a wonderful time Hun." She added, pointed towards Erik Segovia and his son. Hazel thanked her and jumped out of the car. Smoothing her skirt down, Hazel gazed around at the other contestants and fell into step with them as they made their way towards Erik Segovia and his son. "Hello, travellers! My name is Erik Segovia- and this is my son, Cassius Segovia. He will be joining you on this trip." Mr Segovia pointed to his son. "This hotel will be your home for the next two days. I trust you know your room-mates? Everyone will make their way to the hotel rooms and you will have some- how do you say it- 'chill-out' time. Get to know your room-mates, and figure out where you are all sleeping. Tomorrow is a big day, and we will all meet on floor 51's meeting room... Now go, my children. Please make your way up to floor 52."

Hazel turned towards the Four Seasons entrance and, with another spike of excitement, stepped through the entrance doors with the other members of their group. She glanced around at the other contestants, recalling most of their names. While they had all met previously at the party, she still had only first impressions to go on. Most of the contestants she thought she could get on reasonably well with. She caught sight of a boy at the back of the group, his shoulder's hunched as he followed them all. She couldn't quite remember his name, Daniel, Dillon, Dean, Dennis? She mentally shrugged, she'd learn his name in time. For now all she could remember was that the boy had stood by himself for much of the welcoming party.

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Character Portrait: Hazel Matthews Character Portrait: Dennis Reed Character Portrait: Lykos Morrow Character Portrait: Cassius Segovia Character Portrait: Gavin Hall
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Gavin really ought to have been the first person, give or take a few, to arrive, given that he is actually an employee of the people running the show. Then, there are quite a lot of things that Gavin perhaps ought to do, but fails completely with. One example would be leaving alone those who wish to be, well, left alone. There is a reason that the host, over the past few weeks of preparation, has basically bullied Cassius, the director's son, into a friendship with him. For one thing, he is annoyingly persistent and seems to know very little shame. For another, he finds such sourness as that which Cassius had initially exhibited to be somewhat funny. Not that he'd tell Cassius that, when they'd only just become friends.

Annoying though they may be towards others, his persistence and tendency to shove the introverted and bitter into interactions is part of why he was picked for this show. After all, where would the fun and drama be if everyone just kept to themselves all day? Gavin is partially responsible for keeping ratings up, so that this show might continue on in the future. In fact, the producer gave him the go-ahead to start rumors and the like, though he doesn't plan to do so. Gavin likes gossip quite a bit, because it keeps him in the loop and keeps things interesting, but he doesn't spread it- and he prefers gossip with truth in it, anyway. Which is most gossip, as far as he's concerned.

Gavin walks in, beaming, a bit after the speech ends and people have begun to either chatter amongst themselves and enter the hotel. He is met with a few decisions: push forward to Cassius at the front of the group, or engage some of the people who are keeping very much to themselves at the back of the group. This label seems to match quite a few people. With a happy compromise, he rushes forward, "accidentally" bumping Lykos [he's memorized all the names, of course] into Hazel and Dennis, who are reasonably near to each other. "Sorry about that. Excuse me," he apologizes with little sincerity, smiling cheerily at them before swimming through the rest of the people and reaching the spot just next to Cassius. The boy is, of course, walking alone. Something which is far from surprising.

"Oddly warm, eh?" Gavin comments with a smile. This is something which he had observed earlier, in fact. 50 seemed rather warm for January in New York, anyway, but then he is not really a native of the city, regardless of how many times he has visited it, and can't say this with any real certainty. So he does anyway, naturally. The scowl on Cassius's face his characteristic, of course, but rather than frightening Gavin only makes the young man grin a little bit. "I can tell by your expression that you are on the merry road to making friends. Who're your roommates?"

Knowing Cassius, the young man probably very much dislikes the fact that he is being made to have roommates at all. Gavin is quite fortunate in having his own room, yet would quite gladly have roommates as well. He likes to have people about, whenever possible. It's the sort of thing one can likely surmise simply by watching him walk or talk: he practically screams extrovert. Perhaps a bit of arrogance as well, but even Gavin could not deny that he can be a bit cocky at times. Necessary for a host, he assures anyone who asks.

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Character Portrait: Hazel Matthews Character Portrait: Dennis Reed Character Portrait: Lykos Morrow Character Portrait: Gavin Hall
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Lykos is practically a grade A wallflower, considering how long he's been able to go so far without no one paying any attention to him. He supposes it was all those gym classes that he skipped, instead hiding in the far corner of the bleachers and busying himself with things that were actually important, like reading or homework or the newest Game Informer. Sure, the only console he has was a old PS2- which he loved, don't get me wrong -, but he still loved to keep up with the newest games and such. The most exciting thing that had happened to him this year- other than this trip, he supposed -was the Xbox One being released. He knew a friend that was planning on getting one, and you could guarantee that as soon as Wolf got back from this vacation he was going straight to his friends house.

Already lost in thought, Lykos was barely able to keep himself from falling when someone pushed past him. What he wasn't able to stop though, was him falling into the brown haired boy in front of him, who he grabbed onto for support. And in an attempt to get off of him as soon as possible, he bumped shoulders with the girl next to him. When he finally straightened up, his cheeks were bright red and he had already begun to sink into himself, the barely five foot two boy trying to get impossibly smaller as if that would make him disappear from their sight. "I am so sorry Hazel, and, er, oh damn I've forgotten your name..." He ran his hands through his hair, making it messier than it was already. The girls name had been easy to remember, Hazel, like the color. It was unique as he'd heard, something he appreciated considering his own name, but unlike his, he thought her's was very pretty.

He had taken time to remember most of the peoples names, mostly associating them with one of their features, or something he knew, to remember them. If his brain wasn't moving at a thousand thoughts a second right then, he probably would have been able to recall the boys name, but unfortunately, no such luck for poor Wolfie. "I really am so sorry... Just, this guy bumped into me and I was sort of lost in thought, so I went flying..." His accent made him have to carefully pronounce some words, or most people couldn't understand him. He also had to slow down when he spoke, since it was habit to talk fast. Though he'd reverted into both of these habits right then, since he was both uncomfortable and nervous.

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Character Portrait: Hazel Matthews Character Portrait: Jules Robinson Character Portrait: Dennis Reed Character Portrait: Lykos Morrow Character Portrait: Cassius Segovia Character Portrait: Gavin Hall
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Immediately upon entering the city, Jules knew that she was in some sort of love with it. She'd been to large enough cities before, sometimes for state competitions, but hardly anything that can compare to New York City. And the weather was significantly warmer than the negative two she'd just left behind in Central Idaho. This is the sort of place she wants, the girl is quite certain- large, with lots of people and therefore far more diversity than Nowheresville, Idaho could ever even begin to hope to offer. The trip to the hotel is rather quick, which she finds regrettable because looking around proves to be an enjoyment in its own right. As she does pull up to the Four Seasons, it occurs to her that this 'big-eyed rural girl' thing will have her looking rather dumb indeed. It is easily hidden, luckily, the initial awe of the city fading away to her characteristic grin, a goofy thing which seems to promise a lame joke or a stupid face.

Seeing that most of everyone else has already passed through the doors into the hotel, Jules makes quick work of gathering her things- consisting of two normal backpacks and one drawstring pack. Perhaps she packed a bit lightly for a full year of traveling, but Jules isn't exactly the sort who owns lots of clothing to begin with, and so it can be certain that she has actually packed a good portion of her wardrobe. This is perfectly adequate for the girl- she found very quickly, while going through security and the like for the plane trip here, that traveling light suits her quite nicely.

Jules does her best to assign names to faces once she has entered the hotel and sees the people making their slow way to the elevators, or perhaps the stairs, or wherever else. Any concentration on this task she might have had is broken when a boy pushes past her, and then past another group of people [all but shoving one of the other people into two others] before he reaches the front. Only seeing the back of his head, Jules can't really say that she has a solid guess on who he is, but she had caught a flash of the face of the director's son, whatever his name is, and can therefore guess that the pushing boy had been the host of the show, and only person who seems willing to speak to the son for more than a few sentences at a time.

Well, this is fun, Jules thinks to herself, raising an eyebrow. In a split decision, hardly a difficult one to make, she branches off from the group and heads to the stairs. 52nd floor, was it? she thinks, grinning before making her way up the stairs. If she gets very tired, the girl might stop and take the elevator from a higher floor. More likely, however, she'll be stubborn, and be the last one to her room because she has decided that climbing 52 flights of stairs sounds more interesting than taking the elevator with a crowd of awkward-seeming strangers.