"A chef, an FBI agent, a nurse, a librarian and a priest walk into a stateroom. Sounds like the set up to a joke," Kevin muttered as he handed Cath a bottle of whisky. The line certainly took care of its passengers. "So, breaking into rooms is out, then, unless we can convince someone to give us keys." He sighed, contemplating dealing with that Wisdom woman. He wasn't convinced she was entirely stable. "So what else do we have on the docket then? Any other interesting discoveries while we slept?"