"You reasoning sucks," she chuckled, shaking her head and giggling a bit. Cocking her head to the side in thought though she finally said, "I'll think about it. And you know, the only way to bury someone is to turn them into something cool. Like giving them a mermaids tale or some crap like that," she said with a wink, "But we can always leave the imagination to Emmy." Giving him a playful look at the end she added, "Besides, all I have to do is mention to Emmy we shouldn't leave Uncle Gid out of being buried in the sand and you'll be sucked in too." Amelia was nothing if not clever with her planning, and she knew that her niece would be overjoyed at the prospect of having more than one person to bury in the sand. And how could Gideon tell a face like that no? He couldn't, and they both knew it.
"You, hungry? I never would have guessed," she teased, putting on a pair of sandals and following him out the door and into the sun. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust, but she couldn't help but smile at the scenery. She was happy they chose to do this, even if not everyone liked it. On their first assignment as a council she had already figured out it was impossible to please everyone, but at the very least the scenery was pretty and you couldn't say the ocean breeze wasn't relaxing to wake up to. Squeezing his hand tightly, they made their way to Ted's Tiki Hut. At least for Mel, they had a pretty wide array of tropical juices which were hard to say no too, and it seemed plenty of breakfast sandwich options. She may or may not have ordered two or three. She was hungry, okay?
Waiting for Gideon to get his food and drink she looked out at the ocean, another smile creeping across her face. "Sometimes I wish it could be like this all the time out here. But then again, with all the bullshit this village pulls we'd probably end up with a tidal wave at some point," she said with an annoyed eye roll. "Oh well," she sighed, "Want to go sit up on the beach or closer to the water?"