“Right, let’s find Goong.” She phoned reception. “She’s on he floor below us. ‘Deck’, I suppose,” she muttered in Thai, not knowing the English word. “We can walk down, it’s only one rung of stairs,”
“‘Flight’,” corrected Craig.
“No, it’s a ship, not a plane,” replied Lek.
Craig said nothing and followed her down to Goong’s ‘cabin’. When Lek knocked, Gong invited the visitor in, not knowing who it was.
“Hi … I was wondering whether to come looking for you. I didn’t know whether you’d be at it or not. Nice roo.., er cabin, isn’t it? Is yours to your liking? Hello. Craig, do you like your cabin? Great. Why not let’s go down to the bar and work out what to do next?”
“Sounds good to me” and he turned to leave, giving the friends time to chat alone, if they wanted or follow on behind. He t
