When you wake up on the beach, after your extended nap. You walk around a bit looking for where Elizabeth has wandered off to. You find her dancing on a promenade and enjoying her new-found freedom. But Dewitt ain’t got time for that. He quickly makes up a lie that the “First Lady’s” Dirigible will take them to Paris, if they can get on it, and the naive Elizabeth is more than eager to go for it. Cont...

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