food on grill? check
awesome island getaway? check
completely hot ice goddess I’m in love with?... "
Guy looks over to the hammock Tora is lounging in.
"No douche bag super villains looking to ruin our vacation?"
Guy looks skyward, his ring telling him where the squad of rookie Lanterns were on their ‘training patrol’.
Picking up a blue toned margarita in one hand and a cold beer in the other, he saunters over the white sand over to the shaded area where Tora has been relaxing. Setting the drink down by his love, he lets his toes wriggle in the sand as he plops down beside her.
"Hey beautiful, yer givin paradise an inferiority complex." He quips, taking in the tantalizing view of Tora Olofsdotter in a sapphire colored bikini.