Going to Weather

Panel 1 [Lawrence looks over his shoulder with slight surprise at Adelaide who's coming towards him, hands clasped in front of her]

LAWRENCE:
Oh, Mrs. Waite! Good morning.

Panel 2 [Adelaide leans her head to the side, with a slightly puzzled thoughtful look]

ADELAIDE:
It’s so strange to be in a place where everyone knows my name but I don’t know theirs.

Panel 3 [Shot behind the two of them as they stand at the bulwarks. Adelaide holds out her hand to shake and Lawrence reaches for it apprehensively]

ADELAIDE:
Still, I don’t believe my introductions are superfluous. Adelaide Waite. It’s a pleasure.

LAWRENCE:
Lawrence Manner.

Panel 4 [Close up of Adelaide’s hand in Lawrence’s. Adelaide’s voice comes off camera.]

ADELAIDE:

Hmm.

Panel 5 [Adelaide pulls her hand away. Lawrence turns back to lean against the railing again, laughing slightly, embarrassed and rubbing the back of his neck with one hand]

ADELAIDE:
Your hands are the softest I’ve found on this ship yet.

LAWRENCE:
Hah, ah, well…look upon the manifest and you’ll see greenhand beside my name.

Panel 6 [Adelaide looks amused, leaning on the railing as well.]

ADELAIDE:
Even the farm boys had some callouses.