Norton is wandering the neighbourhood to see how far the power outage goes when he spots an unfamiliar blond, muscular man sitting in a small pool of ice water. The sight is...very appealing. And not just the pool. If he were still in Soho, this would give him all sorts of opportunities for double entendre. Even dipped in ice water, you're still hot. But this is Sweetwater, where he absolutely can't say those sorts of things openly in public and has to try to act at least slightly heterosexual, challenging as that is.

He minces over to the man to introduce himself.

"Hi there, I don't think we've met before. I'm Norton Folgate, one of your neighbours."