More info on the woman

You hang out by the poolside bar for the rest of the day until the sun is starting to set, and you see the British woman again. She's standing at the other side of the pool. Strangely, she's not dressed for the pool, still in her weird gear that's more suited for the jungle than a resort. The gadget is also still in her hands as she waves it around in many directions and you wonder what she's searching for.

You see Manuel nearby and beckon him over to the bar.

"Yes, sir?" Manuel asks, eager to please.

"That woman," you say, pointing to the Brit. "Tell me what you know about her."

"She's from London, sir. Ms Sienna Stone."

"How long is she going to be staying here?"

"She didn't say."

"What else do you know?"

"Nothing, really," Manuel shrugs. "She's obsessed with that thing in her hand, but she didn't answer when I asked what it is. She's been holding it and walking around the place all day, went down to the beach, came back, back to the beach, to the market, and now she's back here."

"Okay, that's it, Manuel," you dismiss the man hurriedly, as you see Sienna walking around the pool to the bar. She's still looking at her gadget when she approaches the bar, and you pull out the empty stool next to you so that it's in her path. Indeed, she stumbles into the stool and finally looks away from her device and you flash her a smile and offer your hand.

"Hi there! I'm John," you say.

Sienna looks flustered at being spoken to and it takes her a second or 2 to realize the social norm of responding. "Uh, hi. Sienna," she says, although she leaves your hand hanging since she's still holding onto her device.

"Join me for a drink?" you ask.

Sienna looks hesitant, but she sits down and finally, as she leans over to the bar, sets her device down.