“Bon Jovi? Well that’s some real talent, mate. And in New York, as well. I’ve never been close to being engaged, what with being gone six months of every year. And sex on a horse, that would have been a new one for me, and I’m an old man,” Mike laughed.<br/><br/>He was happy Beth had taken up the next round. He wanted to get to know her better. Of course, everyone was going to get a turn at this, but in his mind Mike and Katy were already communicating without even talking. He was going to connect with Katy a lot faster than he was with Beth. When he looked at Beth he saw a one-night-stand. He wanted to change that; one-night-stands weren’t going to work here.<br/><br/>“Chugging rum to work up the courage? What are you afraid of us? Big scary Mike!” Mike got up and mimicked a lumbering ape. “I can sympathize, though. When I was just starting out at sea I didn’t really know anyone, and no one at all speaks Danish, and most don’t speak English either, so there was no way to really talk to anyone. It was intimidating. So I can see why you’re intimidated by us, but you really don’t need to be. Sean, why, he’ll serenade you, and you can be naughty at my dinners, ok? And you and Katy, well…women always become friends eventually, ja?”<br/><br/>Mike took the bottle of wine from Beth and topped of his glass, taking a long look at her in the process, she was definitely one of the more attractive women he had ever seen. “Goth girl. So you’re expecting us to believe that you went from goth girl to party girl? The Cure and Depeche Mode I can understand, you’re English, but goth to fun-lover? That’s a long voyage. So I can see the intimidation, and I’m hoping for the naughty dinner scene, so I’m going to go with the goth girl as the lie.”