[After several attempts to rally against whatever it is that freezes her stock still in her tracks Roxanne finally relents. Her curiosity despises it and her sense of independence burns at being so helplessly directed but hey, it's not like she isn't used to some constraints now and then. Both literally and metaphorically.

So here she is finally among the crowd waiting for the girl with the winning smile and when said girl shows up -- uh well.

Roxanne slowly turns her eyes over to whoever is nearest her just to make sure they're seeing this too. They are seeing it too, right? Please tell her they are?]

[Roxanne puts on her life jacket like a seasoned pro over here. She's never had time for a cruise but she swears at least once a year Megamind had insisted on safety protocol training just in case she really did fall in with the crocodiles which was sort of ridiculous but she'd gone along with it anyhow. Who knew it'd pay off like this during the single creepiest experience of her life.

Once the faceless lady is done giving the appearance of staring without eyes Roxanne blows out a big breath and immediately starts stripping the vest off like she's got a vendetta against it. They're free now apparently and the first thing she does? Gripe.]

Okay so who of you here signed up for this exactly? I sure didn't.

[Roxanne is also a pro at adapting to weird situations. Frankly her reporting life has been one long weird situation to some extent so when faced with this cruise ship kidnapping and nowhere else to go?]

I need coffee. And something sweet. Now.

[She ends up in due time at Sand Dollars on Deck Four, eyeing those tiny madeleines on tiny doilies with a cup of coffee clasped between both hands. She had the look on her face of someone coming to terms with her new surroundings, a sort of thousand yard stare as she goes round and round in her head about the situation.

Works going to kill me. I had that write up due and -- god, I'm going to be so far behind. And who's going to water my plants?]

[Moving furniture? Someone throwing those madeleines around? Shenanigans in other parts of the ship? Feel free to throw your prompt here! PMs are open for any plotting.]