Khaat let Brian shower and dress first while she lingered over her first cup of cofffee. Once he was showered and shaved, she rose and showered and dressed, choosing one of the outfits she had bought yesterday, thin red printed sundress that concealed the important things and seemed to fit her as if it had been made especially for her. She brushed her hair back casually and tied it with a red ribbon. She decided to go barefoot today. Perhaps not the choice Brian would have for her onboard a ship, but oh well, if he griped too much, she would slip on a pair of the little Italian flipflops she had bought.
She stepped otu of the bedroom in time to see Brian filling up their coffee cups. He handed her one and helped her up on deck. The sun was lit in brilliant hues of all sorts of color. It was going to be another beautiful day. "So where are we going today?" Khaat asked him.
"Further along the coast. What would you like to do?" he asked her.
"Ronata mentioned more shopping," Khaat remembered.
"Then I know just the place," he smiled, "Even a better variety of the finest of handmade Italian goods than the beach village from yesterday. But it will take all morning for us to get there."
"Fine by me," Khaat smiled.