The stewardess watched Liz's expression, and saw the confusion there, the worry. "Mmhmm, nice to meet you too Liz." Fuck the rules. What could they do about it? Throw her overboard? "I have a brother called Cyan, but Black and Yellow is a rap song by Wiz Khalifa. Personally I prefer Black and Gold by Sam Sparro." She was waffling, but she didn't care. "The ship has sailed, we're under way, the Captain is the only authority and he's too busy running the ship to worry about you and me."<br/><br/>Magenta took a long sip from the iced tea and sighed contentedly. "Look, I'm really sorry about before. My girlfriend just broke up with me this morning..." She told the tragic tale of her woeful morning again, finishing with, "So, if you have an ounce of mercy in you, please say you forgive me and I haven't totally blown it? I... I like you. A lot."