A cruise ship is sinking. It drowns quickly, but confidently.
However, this does not bother the team, most of which is occupied with marodering. The boats, clearly not intended for ordinary passengers, load everything in a row - from crystal lustres to toilet paper.
However, the passengers themselves the inevitable flooding, too, seems to worry little. Only the units at the expense of family fortunes and conscience break into the boats to the cochigars, spit on everything, and, pressing the passport in their teeth, jump into black unknownness on board or try to organize a rescue, sometimes falling in panic.
Most of them try to sit down in no way, without splashing cocktails, in the sleeping beds that slide on the deck. Some manage to joke about the ridiculous walk of the captain carrying the ship’s safe. Well, and the most heckmen even claim that this is a normal marine turbulence, not a disaster.

This is the image I have of all this. c) Edduardi