Mike and Sean stood looking at the clear night sky, and then Mike laughed and turned to him, “A fish, ja? Fish don’t get to swim around the world. They have a much easier time of avoiding storms. Fish never have to struggle with a loosened line. I love to swim. Perhaps you are right, ja?” He looked back out to the surf and the sea beyond and finished his drink. “Still, there are things on the land I like too much to really want to be a fish. Things that Katy and Beth can provide, for example,” he grinned. “I know you say that in humor, but really there are worse things on this Earth than being a fish, ja?”<br/><br/>“As for your run tomorrow,” Mike began again after a pause. “I would happily join you for a run, my friend. I enjoy a morning run more than a lot of things in this world, but I try to keep myself on a regular training schedule without being to obsessive about it, ya? So tomorrow I’m going to row. If you ever want a real workout, try it out sometime. I’ll teach you. It tears your body apart. Besides, you and Beth having a run together sounds nice, ja? You’ll have the opportunity to get closer to her emotionally, and I think you’ll like the dividends that pays. We’ll have plenty of time to do things as a foursome. Take this opportunity as an initial step to see what Beth is really like, and what you might like about her, and what she might like about you. With me around, you wouldn’t get half the insight you would otherwise. If Katy wakes up and you two are still gone, I’ll do the same with her, and we can swap notes when you get back, ja?” he laughed, giving Sean a friendly smack on the shoulder.<br/><br/>“Thanks for sharing a drink and a chat with me, mate. I think it’s only about three hours to sunrise, so I’m going to go try sleeping again. I’m going to try to get my things all organized tomorrow. We should be around in case Beth or Katy need any help moving or carrying anything. Laboring for a woman is a good way to get on her good side, but that’s just an old man talking, ja?” Mike smiled ironically. “Goodnight, mate.” Mike went back inside and washed out his tumbler and put it away, and headed back to his room to bed.