[This isn't just going nowhere; it's practically going backwards thanks to their lack of progress. And it's all Richard's fault, for the record. Sanji will take pains to remind Richard of this fact for the rest of his life, so fuckin help him. ]
Richard. We need to go home. [Still lying on his back, Sanji speaks slowly and deliberately, noting with drunken pride that he slurs not a vowel for the first time in fifteen minutes]
[action, August 12th]
Richard. We need to go home. [Still lying on his back, Sanji speaks slowly and deliberately, noting with drunken pride that he slurs not a vowel for the first time in fifteen minutes]
We can't sleep on the floor.