Andy Smart was on the terrace of the Royal Conch Hotel at Golden Bay, Isla Fortuna, talking with a girl he met that afternoon, watching the sunset. For a few seconds, there was a face formed in the clouds. The girl showed shock and fear.
"What...? What's wrong?" Andy asked.
"That's Rick!" she cried.
"It's a cloud formation," Andy argued. "It just happens to look like someone you know."
The formation had moved. It was now just a slightly colorful sunset.
"Your name might be Smart, but you're not very!" she replied, sarcastically.