He laughed deeply, a small flush in his cheeks. "I'm smart because I plan to use pigeon poop for world domination? Av, I think you might need to redefine your idea of the word 'smart'."
"I'm really not," he replied, shrugging. "I do appreciate it, don't get me wrong, but I'm not the mastermind behind this whole operation."
He kissed the tip of her nose. "You're very sweet," he said kindly. "Come on, let's go put away these blankets."
They began walking across the ship's deck. People would smile at them as they passed, and they heard whispers following them. "People are watching," he said thoughtfully, an amused grin on his face.