[ The suggestion is met with a confident nod on her part. Sailing a boat is well outside of her skillset, but making drinks? That much she could do. Nimble feet make their way over to the ice chest and upon opening it she's met with quite the spread: chilled rum in a beautiful glass bottle, a variety of mixers, a mini charcuterie board beautifully arranged with cheese, cured meats, some crackers and fresh ripe berries some even coated in dark chocolate.

A part of her almost hesitates feeling a little guilty because she'd only had the four vouchers to her name. But a part of her still doesn't quite buy into the fact that any of this is real - and if this all fades tomorrow, well - better to take advantage of it now, right? Besides, it would be rude to turn down such a kind offer.

Nami's very correct guess is met with a smile. ]

Perceptive as she is talented and beautiful. I'm Hilda - thanks again for inviting a perfect stranger onto your boat.

[ Which does beg the question of course, how many "guests" there were at the resort and how often did new arrivals check in? A question for later though as she grabs the chilled glasses. ]

How do you like your rum?