"Mike," she repeats the name she has never heard until today. He doesn't have a number, which means he definitely works here. She had no idea the staff had to live together. That seems unfair.

"I'm Jordan Two-Delta." She beams at him and takes her drinks. The smoothie is easily best thing she's ever had until she tastes the other drink. It makes her wrinkle her nose and shake her head. "Weird!" But she likes it...she thinks. "Hey, what's a turtle?" A beat, another sip of the beach drink, then, "And what's a virgin?" She absently looks away at the name on the placemat and puts together the first thing he said with the three-letter word.

"And what's sex?"