[b]"I'm Emma, by the way. I think, umm...you knew that, right?"[/b] the woman known as Emma said and Tiffany nodded slightly, remembering that the girl introduced herself when it was only a few passenger in the living room. [b]"Oh, I forgot to ask, what are your names?" [/b] Emma asked, and Tiffany repeated herself once more for the new member to join the congregation of women at the bar. [i]"Tiffany."[/i] she replied, taking a sip of the wine, [i]"And it's a pleasure to meet you all."[/i] she added, quietly- not wanting to seem too eager to make friends. 

[b]"I hope they'll be gentlemen[/b]," the woman named Rathe added, [b]"but I wouldn't count on it." [/b] Tiffany smirked with the glass between her lips. Though the men we're handsome, one did have to wonder why they decided to come along this voyage. Then again, the women had the exact same issue. [i]"We can only hope"[/i] Tiffany added, holding the glass down at her side. The young woman had never been with a man, let alone ever kissed one. Not that she hadn't want to, but the opportunity just hadn't came about yet.

Suddenly a man assumed as Captain Maddox himself came into the room and began to speak, [b]"Ladies and Gentlemen"[/b] he began as Tiffany, turned her body to have her back planted hard against the bar counter. He almost seemed like a mirage in this fairy tale of a journey. After being asked to get comfortable so that he could have a few words with the group, Tiffany looked towards the women she had been talking to and gave a small smile before retaking her seat from earlier. She placed the glass of wine next to her previous mixed drink glass on the table as she folded her hands into her lap, her slender legs crossed at the ankles almost childishly as her wide eyes paid close attention to what Maddox had to say to them.