Natalie and Zoe.

Jonathan decided it would be easier to move the lightest and smallest of the girls next (not that any of the female crew weighed more than 130 lbs soaking wet). He walked up to Natalie and Zoe, who were snuggling against each other on one of the couches.

"Hey, girls, time to go to bed," Jonathan whispered, not wanting to wake them up.

The girls mumbled and nodded.

Jonathan scooped up Natalie and carried her in his arms, with her head resting on his shoulder. "I'll be back," he announced as he headed out the door and to the elevator.

"Oh, hello," an older woman greeted him when the elevator door opened.

"Good evening," Jonathan smiled politely as she stepped aside to let him get out.

"Your girlfriend had a bit too much to drink, huh?" the woman asked.

He was about to explain Natalie was not his girlfriend but realized that would have made things even more awkward to explain why he was carrying a sleeping drunk around. He just nodded, "Yeah, she's going to sleep it off."

After swiping her door key card, Jonathan entered her suite and gently laid her down on the bed. He removed her bathrobe, careful not to accidentally sneak a peak at her small, perky breasts, and covered her with the blanket. While he went to grab a bottle of water from the mini fridge heard her mumble something.

"I'm your girlfriend...?" she mumbled again through her haze of sleep as he placed down the bottle of water and trash can next to her bed.

"You're dehydrated, drink some water when you wake up," he said. "If you need to vomit, there's a waste basket here."

"I'm your girlfriend...?" she repeated.

"Good night, Natalie," he whispered, kissing her on her forehead. He remembered before he left her room to leave her bikini top on the sofa in front of her bed.

"I'm your girlfriend..." she muttered as he left the suite.

"Ten more girls," Jonathan sighed as he headed back up to the rooftop pool. "How are they doing?"

"Surprisingly well," Jen replied. "No one threw up and I made sure they're drinking water."

"That's great. Thanks again!" he smiled while he bent down to pick up Zoe.

"Are you going to carry me next, Jon?" Kaylee whined.

"We'll see when I get back," he responded before he left the rooftop pool.

"Are you to sleep with me, Jon?" Zoe mumbled against his shoulder while they waited for the elevator.

"No, mui mui," he smiled just as the elevator door opened.

"Why not?" she asked groggily.

"You're drunk and asleep."

"Fine..."

After stepping out of the elevator he found her room and deftly swiped her door key card before stepping inside her suite. He gently laid her down on the bed and for a moment hesitated before removing her bathrobe, but quickly covered her with the blanket out of modesty and warmth. He placed down the water bottle and trash can next to her.

"There's a bottle of water on the nightstand so you can rehydrate and a waste basket if you feel you need to throw up, okay?" Jonathan told her.

"Mmhmm..." she mumbled.

"Good night, mui mui," he whispered as he leaned over to kiss on her the forehead. After leaving her bikini top on the nightstand, he headed out of the suite.

"Nine more girls..." he sighed when he reached the rooftop pool.