Gigi looked out at the open waters from one of the windows, hearing the lapping surf through the thin walls. She wanted badly to get acquainted with the waters of the area, but knew that she'd have plenty of time for that.
"Food does sound good right now," she admitted, putting one paw on her stomach. With a decisive nod, she looked back at Jet, smiling to ease his apparent discomfort.
"Maybe mister Cockles will be back by the time we return," she said getting to her feet. Setting her open soda on the counter, she made a mental note to grab a few replacement drinks to make up for their partaking.
