^What are you hiding, Paradise Island..?^
*Alex walks away from the railing, going to the bar (if there’s one on the ship)*

*shrugs*

"Nervous has nothing to do with seasickness"

*Boomer retracts his offer*
Boomer: Fair enough
*He smiles, snuffing out his joint and saving the rest*
Boomer: No fun in a solo sesh

*Alex spots Camila drop a whole load of papers*

*Holt frowns*
Holt: Why would you be nervous?

“Hmmmmm well I think I’m gonna go get a drink.”

*Alex goes over to help Camila*
“You good?”

*Boomer nods*
Boomer: I'll see you around I'm sure
*He stays leaning against the wall*

*Alex kneels down to help Camila on the ground*
*She's trying to gather papers before they fly away in the wind*
Camila: Not really
*She chuckles*
Camila: I'm not cut out for this job, I don't know what I was thinking

“Ya definitely.....”
*she walks off towards the bar*
^why do i feel like i;ve heard that convo before^

*Alex helps gather papers*
“Why’d Holt hire you anyways? He doesn’t seem that nice to you.”

*The bartender sees Bethy*
Bartender: First customer. What can I get ya?
*He pulls out a clean glass*

“Something light. Not trying to get drunk here.”

*Camila shakes her head*
Camila: It was my idea, can you believe that? I used to be a defence attorney, I went to school for it and everything
*She sighs*
Camila: One day I had this brilliant idea that I should work for the richest man on earth. Little did I know I'd actually *get* the job and that he'd be a monster

*The bartender pours her an appletini*
*Bethy gets a strange feeling as he slides it to her, like he knew*
Bartender: I think you'll like this one

*she shivers a bit from the feeling*
“Uh thanks....”
*she sips her drink*
^what the hell?^

*shakes his head*

^I haven't felt this freaked in a long time^

“That stinks.”
*Alex glances over the papers on the ground*