it's late, the town's only bar is busy -- well as busy as it can be for a town of 100ish people -- Cal is sitting at the bar with some of his buddies drinking, it's been a long day. When you walk in everything seems to pause, they've never seen you before, and Carlton Landing never sees new people. Everyone looks for a moment before going back to what they were doing, but almost cautiously. Cal's the last to turn, his eyes locking onto you.