Forever young, you say? I may have to take your address to Herr Doktor.

The Captain was a true gentleman, funny how he seems to have slipped out of the passengers minds so easily

zat can be arranged my dear 

There's always one 

He's a doctor, not god

hope he's got a dingy we set sail two hours ago

ze papparatsie wiz der crash, bang wallop wot a picture, wot a photograph 

Not one that would hold up in court !!  

But I did not love the Captain, darling. I understand that it is a terrible tragedy, of course I do, I just don't feel his loss as deeply as that of my dearly beloved. 

Perhaps ze Willet Fly haz been a recipient of my brilliant technique Ballsenkoffen 

I do not believe zat I knew ze gentleman before zis voyage 

I may have met him in passing at a cocktail party or three...he seemed charming enough 

I do hope that wasn't a dig at me, darling. It's such a shame when young women have to resort to such nastiness. especially when the young woman has to rely on her wits rather than her looks.

bliddy papperatsie pretending to be ze polar bear trying to get ze picture and ze scoop 

it wasn't a dig, I was just passing a fleeting comment 

I had heard of him, yes. When you mix with the sort of people we do, darlings, you hear so many stories about their travels. The Captain was well known in our circles as a very reliable and safe man to have in charge of your ship.

Who are you and what have you done with that Airhead woman?

Are you her petty officer friend?

young polar bear but should you be here contaminating der scene? I shall call ze police DI S Array to remove you 

she lost her voice and asked me to answer bugger 

or someone that looked like him

I am afraid that all of this has been rather too much for me, it has made me think too much about my dearly beloved Xavier. I am going to have to go to bed now and try and gather myself for tomorrow.

Goodnight, darlings. Sleep tight and don't let the polar bears bite.

*sweeps out of room, a vision in peach crepe*

I am weary so I shall retire for a while Auf Wiedersehen 

I stand corrected, I have just found out it was his twin brother Ivor Slost

I shall retire also, I think I need to take a pill

*crash lands on the poop deck* 

HA!

And they said my latest flying machine would never work!  

Being on time is vastly over-rated Much better to make an entrance on the back of a astoundingly clever and frankly, incredibly cool invention 

Hmmm...... not exactly bustling with life this ship is it?  

*deflates duck and shoves it in the nearest funnel* 

What's the point in being an aviation genius when there's no one around to show off to debate the merits of hot air balloons powered by your mobile phone.

The iPop I call it. Gonna be the latest thing, you mark my words  

*runs round the deck flapping arms up and down and hoping for a decent updraft* 

Hang on one darn minute! What's this??? There's been a murder!!!  

NOOOOO! Not the poor old Captain Dear old fellow he was. I shall miss him and his lively intellect. Not even remotely close to being my equal of course, but he could understand a few of my intricate ideas. Occasionally. If I spoke slowly and avoided big words. And drew a few pictures. With crayons. He especially liked the red ones  

I shall look for my cabin and rest while I can. I have a feeling tomorrow is going to bring all the nutters out of the woodwork. 

*climbs a funnel and attempts the longest flight ever recorded using a bow tie as a propeller* 

Groan what a night! I could have sworn I saw a big yellow duck fly by my cabin window while Fanny was playing trampolines with me and shouting through my megaphone "How's that for pole dance." Got it all on film though could come in handy someday.

Now where is the breakfasting room?

*puts shooting game on poop deck and hides behind deckchair to see who can shoot

*Walks into breakfast room after hiding a reel of film made during the night in her room*

*fans self with her pink feathery fans*

Is it hot in here or is it just me? Oh its just me!