There was a six am morning huddle with the other Genies to discuss any issues they may have come upon.
Gio refused to grumble. He had never needed much sleep, but it was pushing it to schedule a huddle so soon after the busiest day of a tour. It was even more evident that it was pointless when no one reported any issues or complaints and Nicco kept trying to find something to talk about.
"And Mr. Anello, how is your American? You weren't at yesterday's muster drill."
He raised a brow. "I informed Matthew that my guest would be attending the fairground muster. We didn't ditch it."
"Why couldn't she muster with everyone else? Is she that much of a prima donna?"
"Not at all," he replied trying not to show his annoyance. "Not all guests want to spend over an hour taking a tour of someth
