Relief flooded her, and Magenta just grinned a foolish grin. She chuckled softly as Liz explained about her family. "If it means I get to spend this cruise with you when I'm off duty, I would gladly surrender my life to the Russians." She grinned. "Did you ever see a film called The Great Escape? There's this one scene where they are all arriving in the camp and the Germans are going to march out some Russian POWs, and one of the English Prisoners says to a Pole who was with the RAF, 'Do you speak Russian?' and the Pole says 'A little...' the English guy asks what, and he says Ya vas lyublyu, or something like that. The chap repeats it a few times and says 'What does it mean?', and the Pole says, 'I love you'. The English guy goes 'I love you? What bloody good is that?' And the Pole says 'I don't know, I wasn't going to use it myself'. Funny, huh?"<br/><br/>Magenta chuckled, and then said, softly, "It's also weird that those are three of the few Russian words I know. You never know, maybe they'll come in handy one day?" She smiled coyly. "Ach, I really should stop trying to flirt. I'm hopeless at it!"<br/><br/>"Miss? Oh Stewardess?"<br/><br/>Magenta sighed. "Ah well, no rest for the wicked, eh? Watch my drink for me please?" She headed off to fill more drinks orders.