Many people had ignored the detail that they were supposed to wear pink. A party was a party and everyone went whichever way they liked. The spa girls showed up in pink pajamas with angels and stars and the photographers did a wonderful job with the decoration.
More people arrived and although pink was not the predominant color; the reason for the party didn’t matter, as long as there was one. Good music, a bar and happy people made the party.
The photographers arrived shortly after midnight and if anyone still believed that pink wasn’t cool they were just about to change their minds when the group walked through the doors wearing amazing hand painted t-shirts for the guys and tops for the girls. They were not exposing too much flesh, much the opposite, but no one looked better than them in the entire crew bar.
Diego and Aaron decided to be funny and showed up dressed like girls, with dresses, wigs and makeup. Sofia and Denise couldn’t stop laughing when they arrived.
“Does this mean I have to be a lesbian now?” Denise joked.
“Only for tonight.” Diego replied and kissed her carefully so it wouldn’t ruin his lipstick.
“You should have shaved. It would be more convincing.” Sofia observed and he winked.
The night went surprisingly well and even Denise tried hard to set her mind free from her usual troubles and have a good time. Sofia met some of the crew members that joined the ship in Auckland and made two new friends in the photographers department thanks to the t-shirts they were wearing. She convinced one of them to make one for her.
Diego and Aaron went back to their cabins and returned shortly after, wearing normal men’s clothing. Around one, the DJ changed the music and played salsa, which was very popular with so many crew members from South America and Mexico onboard.
Sofia was very surprised when Diego invited her to dance assuming that being Portuguese she could do salsa. The two gave a real show and Denise observed impressed how her boyfriend moved through the dance floor and showed everyone what dancing was about. Once the song was over a few more girls lined up for a turn and Denise was still so surprised she didn’t even feel jealous. She stepped forward and took her boyfriend away from the claws of a Brazilian waitress who found another partner a second latter.
“You never told me you could dance like that!” She murmured to his ear while Diego drove her around and she tried to keep up.
“We all have our talents my dear.” He replied.
“You have to teach me the steps you were doing with Sofia. That looked awesome.”
“Sure. You’re not too bad. I’m sure I can make you a pro in no time.” He told her with a confident grin.