Liz gave her order, for a the fruitiest possible margarita, and smiled at the woman's wink. She definitely appreciate service with a smile, especially a pretty smile.<br/><br/>"301, for the time being," she said, picking up her drink and taking a sip, breathing a cooler, satisfied sigh, "Mmmm," she purred, "you're pretty good at this huh?"<br/><br/>She reached down to her purse, and casually retrieved a very crisp hundred dollar bill. She folded it in her fingers, and held it out for her to take.<br/><br/>"Don't work too hard," she said, with a smile. One of Liz's favorite things about cruises was the staff. Quite often, she'd found, the staff were quite nice to look at. Some of them, she'd discovered, we're nice for more than that, but she wasn't going to go overboard on her distractions. Tipping, and shopping were some of her highest expenses. On a cruise, it was useful that some, though not all, of her drinking was covered, and most of her eating.<br/><br/>