"WOOOOOOOOOH! WOOOOOOOOOOH!"
The loud horn of the yacht echoed through the streets of the departing city. Unlucky and unprepared, the contest winners had just gotten off their jet and were on a race to the yacht in a cab. It was only a matter of minutes until the yacht was to depart and luckily the cab had pulled up in time. The man with the clipboard raised a brow and tapped a pen against his clipboard, growing impatient as he waited for the group to board. Another crew member made his way up to the captain of the yacht and told him that everything was almost ready for depart to Furradise, they were just waiting on the contest winners to board.