Murphy was there, in his Little Red Riding Hood costume, though he wasn't really familiar with the story. Fairy Tales might have been told on the Ark, but it wasn't something he ever really paid attention to. If he had, he would have preferred to be the Big Bad Wolf.
He didn't mind the skirt, though. He kind of liked the freedom of it.
He had procured a good bit of booze from the bar downstairs, and he had the bottles lined up on a counter, along with some glasses. He was willing to play bartender, for a while at least. He kind of liked the illusion of power it gave him.