While the girl argued with a magical creature thing and a Moogle, a long-haired man pulled up on a Chocobo, a large crate being carted along behind him.

"Man, they picked a young group this time. Weird." MarKus protests, waiting for his moment to interject in her conversation.

"Yo!" he calls out, sitting sideways on his Chocobo. "Welcome to... well... a vacation." Kids needed to adjust slowly, no sense in hitting her in the head with all the info.