"That's it. You've gone and gotten us lost!"
"Now, I haven't done any such thing. I simply need to reorient myself." He adjusted his thick spectacles and scanned the wide expanse of the coast before him.
"We've been wandering around this city for three hours and haven't seen another living soul. Now, that'd be what I'd call lost, huh?" The second man slung one hand into his pockets and took a long drag on a cigarette with the other. He exhaled a stream of smoke, in his anger reminding the glasses man of a fire breathing dragon. He relaxed a little and looked out over the water. Waves roared and crashed on the rocks below. The dragon man pointed with the slender white stick of his cigarette, out toward the horizon."You know, we could have a mighty good time being lost out here." The cigarette swept across the line of the horizon, going on forever.