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Before they got very far from being kicked out of the promenade after some wild accident that Matt missed, they got their text to head for dinner. Finally! Food, he was getting kinda of hungry after being denied ice cream. He kinda of hope there would at least be desert at the dinner however after looking at the crowd he was worried they wouldn't make it to desert before something else would happen.

Bix was lost some where else on the cruise ship, maybe with his girlfriend, but Matt stayed close to Tori. He felt sort of awkward like he was being a bit of a creeper, however having someone to talk to other than Kasi was a little more fun. The thought that he might have been going crazy just talking to Kasi was had floated into his head once in a while.

Taking the seat next to Tori as quickly as he could before someone beat him too Matt gave a grin as he looked at her and then to the menu and then back to her.

"Sorry about missing out on the ice cream, but dinner looks like its about to be awesome........ Your not allergic to anything are you Tori?" He knew it was strange to ask but, coming from being a doctor he always wanted to make sure he didn't have something that would make someone else around him violently sick.

Peanut allergies were no joke.

As for a drink he debated wine but at the last minute decided he would go classy, water with a lemon in it.

"I'm just messing with you. Don't order the same thing I do, if we both hate it we're going to starve and I can't bum your food off you." She said all of this while continuing to aim, pushing the spoon back far, and ignoring his advice..

Only to send the piece of ice soaring over Allan's head, missing his sculpture completely.

Or did it?

"Gooooaaaal." Her hands flew up in the air.

"Oh, well Miss Finley, they got anythin' I'm too interested in on this menu," Wash replied casually, tapping his chin in mock thought.

"I'll have whatever you're havin', and then maybe later, we can get some room service." The look he gave her was very indicative of who would be doing the servicing, and perhaps, to whom.

Lawr seemed to - at first skim over the comment about oysters, replying with instead,

"I mostly did the gallery circuit when I was young and impressionable, same people who thought hastily assembled garage bands were a great idea thought some guy's acid nightmare was art."

But evidently delayed was not forgotten.

"My granddame always stood by the mighty libidinous powers of whelks."

He followed her gaze to H. "Tall dark and ringmaster caught your eye ma'am?"

She stared really hard at the blocked sender when she received the message, but okay then. After further staring at the message (specifically the time) Alaska eventually figured they were still within the same time zone. That was nice to know, she supposed. Sighing, she downed the last of her drink and jammed her elbow into Sin’s side. “Let’s go, handsome,” she muttered, dripping with disdain.

Alaska couldn’t help but let out a low whistle when she initially entered the dining hall. Damn, this was one snazzy dining area. She wouldn’t mind eating here every day, although a part of her wondered if two freaking giant chandeliers were really necessary. Then again, she could apply the same question to the various sculptures and balconies. At least they were nice to look at…? And then began the task of dodging all the shuffling ship crew. How fortunate that she wasn’t wearing a dress with pieces that could be easily caught.

Next to the captain was the death lead. How nice. Too bad Alaska’s opinion of him would change soon enough. She casually tugged the taller sun hunter with her as she searched for free seats. Using her twin senses, she managed to find Nevada after a few minutes and casually plopped Sin down before taking her own seat. “Hey.”

"Oh is that what happened? I didn't want to say anything if it'd been a willing style choice of his.." Candace blinked. That explained why it was so faded. "The quality is probably different," Candace answered with a shrug, ignoring whatever story Allan had come up with. A glint of light caught her eye and she looked up from her menu to find H staring at his knife.

...That was a strange look on his face.

She bit her lip to hide a smile and forced herself to look away. "I'd like menu two, please." She told the waiter, handing him her menu and releasing Dakota's hand to sip at her wine. Her eyes darted H's way once more. She'd missed him.

"Have you bought yourself anything nice outside of food yet~?" Candace asked with a little smile as she once again had to force herself to look away from the Life division leader.

Saya rushed to the dining room, flipping her phone to read Ryan's text on the way. She arrived as Kat arrived, hesitating as she stared at the seat next to Ryan. She didn't mind but did he mind-- Or maybe he didn't care, it was a trivial thought, after all. She sat after a moment of pause, answering Kat as her eyes scanned the room.

"I think it's fine--"

She spied Charlotte. At least, she thought it was Charlotte. She made a motion to excuse herself, stepping out of her seat to give Charlotte a friendly wave. With both hands in the air, to make up for Saya's extreme height disadvantage in a room full of waiters and guests.

"I do love room service," Sasha squeezed Wash's thigh as she took a sip of water. "Behave yourself. For now."