Liz took his room number and phone number, and slipped them into her purse. She smiled as he left, and then followed him up onto the ship, though she went off to find her room first. Finding it fairly easily, since she was familiar enough with the layout of cruise ships in general, she set down her bag, and discarded her sheer skirt and t-shirt. She never considered it too early to show off, since she'd always been fairly proud of the way she looked. She headed back out the door. Finding John was not really her first priority. Her first priority was definitely getting a drink. It wasn't that she was an alcoholic, she wasn't even really a binge drinker, but she found that there really was nothing better than than a very fruity, very cold, drink on a hot day, and definitely nothing better to lounge by the pool with.<br/><br/>She made her way up to the pool area, seeing a man already there, with a female staff-member. The man seemed to be indulging in...a bottle of water. Well, she couldn't blame him, it was early, but it was also hot.<br/><br/>She found herself a place to sit, and tried to wave to the lady, hoping to be attended to next. She figured if it didn't work out, she'd just go to the bar in a bit to get herself something to drink. In truth she was more interested in the girl, than the drink. Liz was clearly focused on first class passengers, but staff had been good for a bit of fun in the past. Plus, a pretty girl was always more appealing to her than a rich guy. It was probably a part of her family issues, but when it came down to it, she considered it unfortunate that there always seemed to be more rich men, than women.