"Having a good morning Quinn?" He asked without looking back to her, focused on moving forward since he was now the head of the line. He'd heard Esme as he's approached the head of the line, and passed her in doing so. "Morning Esme." He called out loud enough for her to hear him. "I hope your a morning person." If only he had a clue of where her thoughts went, often, he'd have to burst the bubble about a yacht and anything happening between him and anyone on there team (unless somehow Michael was one of them and he didn't know).

Listening as members seemed to have picked up on introducing themselves he smiled. Hopefully this would help bond everyone here, at least in some small ways.

As the ball came his way again he took it, leaning u to grab it this time. "Got it." At least now he wasn't the head of the line, let Falco be the head of this line for a while. Adjusting his hold on the ball he passed iv over his head. "Here Quinn."

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