Outside, the road winds along a cliffside, turquoise water flashing between palm trees. The driver hasn't said a word since the airport.

Up front, two girls are already whispering to each other like they've known each other for years. A blonde with sun-kissed waves twists around to glance back at the rest of the van.

And then — the villa.

White walls. Floor-to-ceiling windows. A pool that glows impossibly blue under the late afternoon sun. Ocean stretching out behind it like a postcard.