With the crew at the helm, and smooth sailing ahead, the good Captain and the Soap Alchemist retreated to the Captain's quarters to enjoy a quiet, but rare evening together. Seated in softly worn, overstuffed leather armchairs, the two gazed through the large expanse of picture windows into the night sky. "This is where I am truly happy," began the Soap Alchemist. "Aboard the Helvetica, absorbed at all times in creative pursuits, and with such pleasant and admiring company." The Captain nodded in agreement. "I believe the Greek philosopher Epicurus was on to something. He believed that individual pleasure is the sole good in life. A life lived in a way that derives the greatest amount of pleasure is the goal. " "I'm inclined to agree," remarked the Soap Alchemist.