Suddenly everything was okay. The ship was under way and nothing else mattered. "My supposed blunder? Hah. I told her my name, then accused her of wanting to make a joke about it." Maggie sighed. This was going to end the same way, and she didn't care. "And thank you for not hitting on me. You're sweet." She leaned in and kissed his cheek in a sisterly fashion.<br/><br/>"So, yeah, before you ask, my parents had the great idea to name me after a toner cartridge. My name is Magenta. I usually go by Maggie. But what the heck. I think I'm going to start wearing a lot more pink, this trip." Magenta was actually more surprised at her own change in attitude. The ship was under way, there was no going back, and this was her chance at a completely fresh start.<br/><br/>"Would you excuse me?" She smiled at the young man, "There's a lady I need to resume flirting with." She mixed another fruity margaritas, made herself a long-island iced tea - she suddenly had a hankering for one since the customer ordered one, charged them both to her staff credit and headed over to where Liz was relaxing in the sun.<br/><br/>"Excuse me, but, would you mind awfully if we started over? Hi, my name's Magenta, I bought you a drink..."