Partaking in the sybaritic pleasures of life in Elysium on the Elizabeth comes with its obligations. One of the most pressing of these is finding your own personal way to relate to the mermaids that hover in every nook and cranny of downtown Norfolk. Do you pretend they're not there? Do you gaze admiringly? Give them a little pat on the rump? Scream? Life is full of little decisions like this, one of the things that make it so annoying.