*Merry sees the far horizon beckoning to her, but she hears a voice calling from the shore. Which way to go? New things to see and people to do, or... with a mind full of wishes and promises she turns back to the shore and to her friends and loves. Her boat lands on the sand, and she steps ashore, lifting her skirts from the waves.*
Tito, I hope your trip is fun and full of good times.
Mary, good luck with your problems. I hope you find out what you need to be happy. We all deserve happiness, as long as we don't hurt anyone else. Cheers sweety.
Gets the bag of magoes and plantains she had in the boat, and makes up some mango passion juice to add to the rum, and some raosted plantains.