Mercedes: Eventually, I moved next to him in the bed, kissed him once more, and fell asleep. I woke early the next morning, and was at a loss for what to do, I couldn't make breakfast; I wasn't at home. I called and special ordered breakfast, they would bring it up. I lay on the bed, and wrote some music, I was glad to see that the words pouring forth were more upbeat than the ones I had been writing before. When breakfast arrived, timing couldn't have been more perfect--BJ had woken about a half and hour before, and was sitting up next to me, while I wrote, rubbing my back lightly. I set down the papers. That must be breakfast, I said, and went to let them in. I checked to make sure it was as close to what I could cook myself as possible, it was, and so I tipped them, and brought BJ his plate, It's as close to a McGuire Omelet as I could get without cooking it myself.

BJ: You can cook? It was delicious-food here always was.
What do you feel like doing today I asked, as I took another bite.

Mer: Yea I can cook, how about some diving?

BJ: Have you been diving here before? Sure I would love it. We will have to check with the activies person first. Your not allowed to go in groups less than 4- 5 including the guide. Do you still want to go?

Mer: Once, with Clay. Let's find the activities person, if no one else is going what would you like to do?