Kou found himself standing in front of cabin 4, their combined luggage at his feet.  Minako was at his side, her hand firmly in his, and he was certain that it was her because he could sense it was her.  He'd worn a simple button down short sleeved shirt and shorts for the trip and packed most of the same, with the exception of a set of formals and some rather skimpy speedoes for swimming.<br/><br/>"I'm not sure exactly how we got here but here we are."  He blinked several times then looked over at her.  "What cabin are we staying in again?"  She had the invitation with her last he recalled.