Clara recognizes his voice before she recognizes him, but once she does she smiles warmly before sighing and closing her eyes to give him whatever privacy he might need to get into the water. She's comfortable and respectful, and wants the company.

"'Pleasure Palace' means something very different in my world. I'm assuming. Still relaxing, though, I bet." She snorts a little in laughter, opening one eye to look at him again before closing them.

"You lost me at golf. That's any world's most boring sport. I would, however, happily swim in the pool and sweat in the sauna." Pausing, she thinks back, trying to remember his name.

"...Andowin?" she asks, not quite right, but maybe close, opening both eyes in hopeful confirmation as she looks up at him.

[ ooc: absolute perfection! ]