Res hadn't realized she was being watched, but she didn't really care. She'd gone somewhere where she wasn't going to scare a ton of kids, she'd done her good deed for the day. In Res-land, anyway. "Fuck that." she answered immediately. "My money's on Atlantis. I hear it's lovely this time of year. And they probably still have cable." She watched the compass spin, and spin, and spin some more, before sighing and taking the cork out. She leaned back against the railing and started playing with the needle, already feeling the urge to use it. Fucking ship of doom. Fuck her ego for making her take this gig!