The ship is no less frustrating, but at least I'm not bored anymore.

[private to Cissy/Andromeda]
Lunch? Drinks?

[private to Draco]
I spoke with your Parkinson girl. She isn't nearly as perfect as you deserve, but I can't imagine finding anyone who could live up to my standards.

[private to Walden]
Did your clothes ever arrive?

[private to Rodolphus]
I'm in the mood for some pudding. How about you?