Water splashes as the Dratini swim along the side of the boat up towards what looks like a camera lens. As the scene pans out you see a kitchen with some smoke rising from the stove with a chef working vigorously. "Alright Jenny table fives meal is done!" The African american chef with the name Dominic hits the bell and an Italian looking girl with a cheerleader type figure comes rushing into the room. She wears a black apron over her white blouse and black pencil skirt. "Thanks Dominic...this is my last shift so let's make it count....I go back to training first thing tomorrow after I work off the damages from Serafine." Dominic smirks as he looks over at her, "You know your vulpix is just going to land you back here again right?....unless it is small enough damage but she seems to like to start fires." Jen sighs as she mutters, "Yeah she takes after my old family before I started living with my current mother and father.<br/><br/>Dominic blinks, "You never told me about your old family...just that you worked for the International Detective Bureau for a few years helping fix the mistakes you caused." Jen starts laughing as she reaches and starts balancing the plates, "Yeah well remember I was relocated again meaning it is something I do not have the liberty to discu..."<br/><br/>Screams can be heard as commotion comes from in the dining hall. Jen yelps feeling her legs sweep out from under her as her vulpix comes charging in to hide behind her. She tenses up feeling the hot soup and the steak meal land on her with dishes breaking and falling, "SERAFINE!" She looks at Dominic as she notices him helping her up already and the fox hiding behind her leg. "MISS JONES!" A rather big man in a very fancy suit comes walking into the kitchen, "YOU WORKED OFF YOUR DEBT AND THAT PEST RUINED A MEAL YET AGAIN SO WITH ALL LOVING RESPECT AND PLEASURE GET THE HELL OUT OF MY KITCHEN!" Jen blinks as she quickly picks up her vulpix looking at the angry manager who has half his wig falling off his head. "Uhm....I will talk to you later Dom...and thank you for this opportunity Chef Ramzee." Ramzee's face turns bright red as he holds the door pointing to the exit onto the deck of the ship, "I SAID OUT HAND OVER YOUR APRON AND  GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN!"<br/><br/>Jen sighs as she takes her apron off still holding Serafine and walks out onto the deck. She places serafine down and starts to try and ring out her shirt and skirt of the soup and stains. The vulpix spits a few flames in the air as it runs around its owner yipping happily. "Serafine....what am I  to do with you girl....if you were hungry you could have just come to me...we are not that family anymore we have not been for a long long time....stealing is wrong...dont you get that."