Jean blushed as red as Phoenix's hair when she spoke of her breasts and people being happy to see them.
He was as well hired muscle and equally glad as Eric when the engine started. Thank God for small miracles.
On the other hand, he was rather concerned that the liner was going to ram the yacht before they reached it. Or while they were trying to rescue the people on it.
"I'll stay or go, whichever's needed," he said. "I can drive an outboard motor and I've done some search and rescue, although only little lost children on land."