"Is the food to your liking Miss Rocas?" The captain asked in his usual polite voice.
"Yes. The food tasted heavenly. I haven't eaten such delicious food before." She said delightfully while patting her belly as if to emphasize that she was full.
Marx poured wine into Amaya's glass. She watched mesmerized as the red liquid flowed from the bottle into the transparent glass.
"It is amazing! The liquid seemed to float in the air." She said in an excited voice.
"That's made of glass and yes, it's transparent," Marx explained patiently. He loved the expression on her face.
Amaya flicked the glass with her fingernails. A pleasant sound appeared. She picked up the spoon and tapped the glass. She smiled when she heard a high-pitched tone. She tapped the glass again but this time she applied too much force. The wine glass broke into pieces and the red liquid spilled on the table. Amaya quickly stood up.
