The Bluth Yacht, Sunday night after closing Caritas

[bluth_illusions]

GOB walked up to his yacht with a great many misconceptions about what was going on tonight. Not that anything would be much different if he didn't have those misconceptions. Essentially, things were happening and GOB didn't understand why. All he understood was that he was bringing a woman home tonight

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[montecito_east]

"Not that I remember," said Mary, who also didn't also anything that happened before Saturday. "You live here?"

[bluth_illusions]

"Yep," GOB said, leading her to the deck. "My family's insanely rich, so I get perks like use of the family yacht."

Actually, he stole the yacht. But still.

[montecito_east]

Even if she could not remember, Mary was still a girl from the Nevada desert and walking on the deck of a yacht was unfamiliar. "I guess I haven't been here before," she said, trying to keep her balance.

[bluth_illusions]

GOB held out a hand to steady her a little as he opened the door to his living area. It was surprisingly neat, largely because there wasn't much in there. A large bed - of course - a couple chairs, a kitchenette, and several props from his illusion shows. "You get used to it," GOB said. "It's like having a water bed for your entire house."