I'd absolutely adore one, darling Princey-poo and you had best make it a large one because these little ones are barely touching the sides. As the actress said to the bishop.

Ahhh but did you try to do that?

*taps nose*

I understood perfectly, darling and his secret is safe with me.

*dropped like a hot potato*

Captain Slost knew of my feelings towards him, he made it perfectly clear he did not feel the same way about me Mr Hatpin .

One tries, darling, one tries. My dearly beloved wanted me to live a full life, to meet new people, to be happy, darling. I am merely fulfilling his wishes as any good wife would do.

I can see that Mrs Gonyett

Ahh well my dears.. I could talk all night with you (Well I couldn't really) but my pillows call out to me once again. Until breakfast

Your wish is my command Dearest <-- hand

Barkeep, limp over there and get the Lady a screaming orgasm!

..

Pour Vouz Darling

Goodnight Mr Hatpin...I shall retire to my cabin too I think we are going to be on this liner for some time to come yet, I feel no one is any the wiser as to the murderer or anywhere near solving the death of the lovely Capitan Slost

It's not me , it's you dear..

I'm afraid I am going to have to call it a night too, darlings, before I start seeing polar bears or dodgy ducks again.

Good night, darlings.

"wobbles out, peach crepe billowing all around and ricochets off the corridor walls until she finds a door that her key fits....passes out in the broom cupboard*

Darling, Princey-poo, I shall have to have that screaming orgasm tomorrow, keep it on ice for me <<<<aimed for cheek, got nose.

*passes out again*

*Drinks the bar dry and takes the barman to compensate*

*slag*

No wonder he has a limp!

or he will be in a couple of hours 

**titters at the two unexpected guest in the bar**

Poor la'al fella, she'll keeeel 'im.....Hold on! Who'll be serving drinks tomorrow?

Not like we can just find another barkeep in the middle of the Atlantic!!!

we'll do self service, he'll be fit for nowt anyhoo 

Bumperoony

*falls asleep on bar*
Someone wake me when it's time to get changed

*bumps into some strange ladies bar stool*

I have an invention to stop you bumping into things Emily.....it's called take those stupid goggles off and you might be able to see stuff. 

Evening miss airhead, you're early what are you up to?

I'm trying to get someone to pour me a red wine, when I can grope my way to the bar Hag

I like to be prepared Mr Fry, you never know when the urge will take me to hop into my trusty Pink Peril and take to the skies

*wakes up in broom cupboard wearing very crumpled peach crepe and with something stuck to sole of shoe....hobbles back to cabin as quickly as possible for a quick clean up and yet another dazzling frock...looks at what was stuck to bottom of shoe and is relieved to find it is not one of Ms Twisty's 'tissues...has a proper look and gasps in shock....rushes to bar where the scurge of society other guests are hopefully assembled*

*waits*

*waits patiently to see why Izzy is in a tizzy*

Is the bar open?

she's still dizzy from the fizzy

I helped myself Mr Hatpin...I couldn't see find anyone