"What about this doesn't look like a proper cruise to you? We're in a boat on the water if you haven't looked outside yet. There's a pool you can sit next to right over there! There's BLOODY UMBRELLAS IN THE DRINKS," he uses his outside voice in her face. As though you can only have cocktails on cruises and nowhere else, or cruises have absolutely nothing else to offer except for cocktails.

You know what? He's not been having a 100% good time either being dicked around by the ghosts, but you don't see him hanging around here bitching and moaning clamouring about wanting to go to Hell.