It's hot today, just like every other day. At least there's a nice breeze down by the water. Guzma sips at his Pinap Berry juice and kicks at the sand under his feet, going nowhere in particular. He doesn't have anything to today but kill time. He hates being bored.

Sure, he could spar with Golisopod, or see what Nanu was up to. Though he didn't feel like dealing with the old geezer's nagging today. He wasn't sure what exactly he was feeling up to.

Guzma huffs and sits down near the waters edge, mulling over his options. He's surprised when he hears someone nearby- the beach is usually deserted at this hour. He turns and looks to see who it is.

"Oh, it's you."