"Where have you been? We looked all over for you last night. You had us worried. I walked up and down Michigan Avenue looking for you. Are you alright..." I'm fine, just a little tired. I didn't sleep well." Not that it is my business, but where did you sleep?" I ran into someone that was in the army with my husband when we were all in Europe and we had a few cocktails in the hotel." Well, you need to get up to your room, get changed into the clothes that I have laid out for you and get down here. “And we deeply appreciate it.”So the dinner’s a thing. It’s blocked out on our schedule, resources are being marshaled.“Tina,” Mizz Carmela tagged me, “we’re going to spend a fortune getting formal settings.”“Oh, Carmela,” I said, “how about calling Susan’s dad. He’s in the rental business. Maybe he can help.”“Good idea,” she said. “I don’t know where I would store finger bowls and oyster forks.” She gave me her wry grin. Carmela’s Henry’s wife. She RUNS our pavilion’s food and drink and. "She looked at him more closely, seeing a hard working young man that had a strong future ahead of him. "Boy, what are your duties on board, if you don't mind my asking."He seemed startled for a second, as if he had never had a passenger ask that question before. "I am the ships boy, a runner and general helper in most shipboard duties Ma'am. Someday I will be a regular sailor like everybody else on board, except for you of course." He seemed to hesitate for a second then asked, "What is it you. “Umm… I can’t answer that question.”“Why not?” she shot back.“Just no! I am not going to answer.” Little did she know that I couldn’t answer her because I really didn’t have an answer to her question. I didn’t really know what to do. And spontaneous answers were not my forte. “Your answer might get me some new insight on improvements I might bring in the act. Or if there’s generous praise, it might allay my fears, and I would get a good night’s sleep. C’mon!”I shook my head.“I’ll let you touch.