Ethan smirks softly at what she says. "That sounds like a very good idea. They have good liquor. Might as well take advantage of it," he says, glancing over toward the bars.

He looks back at her, shaking his head a bit as he smiles and sinks into the chair next to hers. "Everyone has a room. It's weird, but for some reason, you'll find you have a room on the ship with a bed and everything. As for what to do? There's honestly not a limit. You'll find rooms filled with... any manner of thing. There are pools, night clubs, dance clubs. I haven't seen it all yet."