Max was staring off into space. He purchased enough tickets to maybe bring his entire family on a cruise, but he wanted to find someone else to spend it with. A decent lady with a good sense of humor, a smile to warm the day with, and soft eyes to seemingly melt into at the end of the day. He wanted to relax, but Max was unsure of what to do. He called up his sister, who ignored her phone. Max was then forced to leave a voice mail for her, "Hey sis, just tried calling you. Hope you get the message soon, but I'm in the Bahamas right now. I'm going to be joining you on that singles cruise you seem so excited about," he couldn't help but chuckle. "Hope you've made some good friends out there or found someone or a combination of the two. Any-who, talk ta ya soon! Love ya. Bye."<br/><br/>Little did Max even realize that Virva was in her room crying. She didn't hear her phone and couldn't have answered it. She didn't say anything, just locked her bedroom door. Virva felt like a failure. Two attempts at romance failed, she didn't want to add another tally to her list. She figured she may as well just stay in her room or get off the boat at the next stop.