"I'm the owner of the ship, not the captain," Saphira says sweetly. 'He's up in the bridge. And you can always ask one of the stewards to fetch your clothes. All the staff already know we're together." She finishes drying off and walks to her wardrobe and picks out a sky blue cocktail dress. She pulls it on and zips it up with her tail. "I suppose some table tennis won't hurt, only problem is I'll win," She says cheekily. "My tail is very handy for the sport."