At the campsite bonfire.
Like an ordinary hiker, Dean ate, drank, and made new friends. The revelry began to die down.
Finally, someone approached. "Hi, I'm Jimmy. Are you alone?"
Jimmy was a slender Caucasian youth with glasses, a warm smile, and a refined appearance.
"Yes."
Dean clinked his beer can with the other's. "I thought a girl would hit on me tonight, but it turns out to be a handsome guy."
"HAHA," Jimmy smiled knowingly and began to talk about some interesting trails nearby.
As they talked, Dean's beer was already finished.
Seeing this, Jimmy took out a new can and handed it over. "By the way, I have a temporarily formed group here. If you're interested, we can set out together tomorrow. It's safer that way."
Dean, seemingly without much caution, accepted the beer. He took a large gulp and asked, puzzled, "The signal here is great, and there aren't any large wild animals. Even if we encountered danger, shouldn't we be able to get help promptly?"
