"Well, you could always take those huge yachts. You know, those ones that you can sleep and cook in? You wouldn't have a pool or golf course or fine dining though..." He shrugged, trying to do the whole guy thing of trying to fix things, even if there wasn't much to be fixed.
He looked over at what she was referring to, and looked down the beach. "Maybe we can find one for you today." His oldest sister loved collecting sea shells from the Texas beach, and she had a ton of unbroken sanddollars somehow. One had to be around here somewhere. he started to walk along the tide, searching for her a sanddollar.