An isolated campground, Acadia National Park

Duke took a deep breath as he stepped through the portal onto the remote campground they'd booked for Octavia's birthday. "Ahhh," he said. "Smell that pine-y, sea air. Feels good!"

If, you know, a little cold. Since this was Maine in October.

"What do you think, Natshana? Does this place look good?"

[for the partners!]