Characters: Maya OT EVERYONNNNNE! Setting:1st,2nd,3rd class dining rooms and reception halls. Content: Eating,conversing, observing! Find a nice quiet spot to Mack on each other because this bitch is going down eventually. Summary: Dinner on the Titanic anyone? Note:You can go anywhere you want, I don't care. Make it work. Make it creative. Because as stated before this bitch is going down.
"Now Maya, now ah'm gonna have dinner with that Mr.Brown, he's invited me as a guest at the captains table." Miss Stevens was always a handful but since the divorce she became almost unbearable. She was like some goddamn young southern deb, flirting with all the eligible bachelors on the ship. She was thirty-five for sam's sake! Her latest victim was a Mr.Brown, some smooth talkin' play boy who no doubt was about the swindle the woman out of her remaining inheritance. "Well ah think it's the captain's table, he may just be windin me up. But no matter, he's just such a dish. Now you can run along if ya like.But just have my bed ready by time ah get back here?" The Titanic had people to do this but Miss Stevens made a fuss when she bought the tickets. She'd have no one touch her things but her Maya. Ever since the divorce Maya couldn't have a moments rest. Suddenly Maya was her secretary and confidant as well as her house keeper and cook. Good lawd she thought this must be the first circle of hell. "And I don't wanna hear you been runnin' around with that crew boy Nicholas. Last time I caught you talkin' to him he got coal dust on mah dress I gave ya." Fair enough, the point of Maya wearing the dress was so she didn't look so shabby when she had to follow Miss Stevens around to the 1st class areas.Once her boss made her departure with Mr. Brown. Maya let out a breath. She could rest. The 1st Class Dining room was even nicer than the 2nd class. And of course they were both even lovelier than the third. But at least in third she didn't get so many looks. She didn't mind them so much tonight. The dress made her feel like a lady.