Summer Ford lost completely tonight, the idea of a nighttime yacht trip was hers, and she took a fall.
The rules for the game earlier were also her suggestion, and she lost again.
As she followed Snor Fairchild onto the yacht, she walked behind, silently contemplating how to spend the night.
After a long silence, her face suddenly lifted.
"Your Highness Noah, let's switch to the speedboat!"
Snor Fairchild was startled, turned his head, leisurely looked at her, seemingly surprised by her suggestion, "Prefer something more exciting?"
"Yeah." Summer Ford nodded with a faint, ambiguous smile.
"Alright, let's switch to the speedboat then."
Snor Fairchild was quite accommodating; he hardly refused her suggestions tonight, even when knowing she was looking for trouble, he cheerfully played along with her.
Summer Ford followed him off the yacht and then switched to a speedboat.
