"Windi Welch got nothing on you, babygirl," Emie cracked as she began to slide back into her cabin, refering to the notorious covergirl of our February issue.

"Shut up," Vala cursed, suppressing another giggle. "But thank you, Emie."

"You're welcome. Good night, Your Luminence."

"Good night, Emie. And don't be jealous."

"Oh I am."

Emie slid back into her cabin and without a word, Vala lead us upward.