*Quezan swallows his mouthful and considers the question. What was his intentions for Eopia? Ordinarily when Quezan pursued a babe it was for a smooch or hug. Having a babe go steady with him so he could get a continuos supply of said smooches would be ideal. His friends like Zolbuddy and Points had steady babes at the ready for that. Quezan frowned deeply at the thought of having Eopia at the ready for smooches. Not that he would decline her if she offered, but his feelings for her seemed greater then just a need for a smooch.*

"My intentions for Eopia are...to make her happy. Does that sound strange? If something is bothering her I want to comfort, if she needs something I want to get it for her, if her pillows need fluffing then I...Oh hey Lady Vali and the Tykester. Come join us, the dwarfy babe here just whipped up some grub. Yes, bekfass indeed. She makes food that looks like yesterday's dirty laundry, but it is quite tasty let me tell you."

*Quezan takes another bite and moans with pleasure at the taste.*

(In the Fellowship hall)

::Glances back and forth between the strange man and Teldyn, frowning to herself, trying to thing of something to say, but deferring to the older Fellowship member::

::Starts as the man makes a run to the door, and tries to fill up the doorway with a fluid motion, not sure if she should interfer, but confused beyond what she is willing to shrug off. "I am sorry, I fear there may be questions you should answer, or.. " shrugs, her emerald eyes shining with an unusually forceful light.::

(My bad Points. I assumed the galley/dining area were the same - didn't look at the chart close enough. Edited)

Hoch's stomach curses at him and contracts in pain.  He frowns at himself and remembers that he has not eaten for a few days.  He doesn't like to eat when he is nervous,  but enough is enough.  It is time to get some sustenance.

"I'm going to head up for a quick bite to eat then head to my cabin" he says to Sunky.

He picks up the bandana and places it back in his pocket as he heads up the spiral staircase.  As he enters the dining area he sees Points and company heading to the stairs.  He gives a quick nod to Points and steps aside to allow them to pass.

When they have departed a steward approaches Hoch.  "May I bring you anything sir?"

"Something light to eat please, and plenty of water."

"Very well.  Please have a seat anywhere you'd like and I'll be back shortly."

The steward departs and Hoch picks a corner table to wait for his meal.

Having given up long ago on trying to persuade the crew to call her 'Valianna', the elf doesn't bother trying to correct the cook.  Instead, she just looks bewildered at the woman's attempted explanation and shakes her head.  About to comment, she is forestalled by the cook rushing to the pantry with the intent of plying her son with far too many sugary treats, and her eyes grow almost as big as Tyrael's at the plate the dwarf returns with.

"That's... um..."  She breaks off and just smiles at the other woman.  "Er, thank you, I'm sure that'll keep him quiet for a bit!  Ty, don't eat too fast..." she adds with a stern look at the boy as he pulls himself up onto a chair and ponders which pastry to taste first.

Vali motions to the cook to move a little away from the others, and lowers her voice.  "A word of advice... try not to worry too much about the elf there.  He'll drive you crazy if you let him!  It'll be less stressful for you to not take too much notice of the things he says, he mostly seems to talk about 'babes' and 'smooches' anyway.  He's nice enough, but a little... um..." she pauses, and settles for "...different."  She smiles slightly.  "As for the other one, I don't really know him but he seems to have some odd ideas about women.  Being a cook, I think you're probably okay." 

She winks at the dwarf and turns back to Tyrael, who now sits in front of a pile of confections each with one bite taken out of them.  "Don't you like them, Ty?" she asks as a sticky little hand reaches for yet another. 

He nods enthusiastically.  "They yummy, mama!  Me like dis one... an' dis one... an' dat one..."  He stabs a finger at several items in turn.  "Try?"  He offers Vali a fruit-filled pastry, and she takes it with a smile and murmur of thanks as he beams a sugary grin at the cook.  "Fankoo!  Me like bekfass!"

"I just bet you do..." Vali chuckles as she takes a bite.  "Don't expect this every day, young man!  Oh, these are good," she adds with an appreciative nod to the cook, and takes a seat at the table near the others.

"So Primus, what brings you aboard our ship in a box?  You couldn't have used the gangplank like everyone else?"

Nklos watched as more friends broke off to their cabin, or off to get food.  The main tour group shrinking as time passed.  He made a note to himself that this was a better start than any of the novels he had picked up in Sharn had.  People appearing in crates and stowaways.  All they needed was someone to reveal they are transporting rare gem, maybe a good dragonshard, and this would break into a murder mystery, he thought to himself with a large grin.