Kat wasn't much of a cocktail drinker, usually she preferred wine, but a particularly pretty bartender talked her into something with a pineapple something that had a tiny umbrella, and a decorative pineapple bit to garnish it. It was good, but she knew she could only have one. Leaning against the railing at the stern of the ship, seeking a little bit of quiet away from the louder nightlife. Star gazing wasn't something she got to do often, most the places she went, and where she lived, had far too much light pollution that kept her from seeing much. So it was a sight to behold.












