"Well, the other night doesn't count," he said with a slightly grim chuckle. "That was beyond anything anyone could've predicted," he said, motioning with his bandaged hand. "But hey, if you ever find yourself down that way, look me up, drop me an email or something. It's on my MySpace page."
He sipped a little more from his drink before setting it down with a bit of finality. "Hate to eat and run, but I need to try to catch that Nina chick. The cruise director. She's also in charge of the events and stuff. I tried earlier but I think she's dodging everyone." He put a couple of bucks on the table and stood up. "It was nice meeting you, Lynne. Hope I'll see you around again sometime before we... well, before we get wherever we're gonna end up," he said with a laugh, putting his hand out again.