In response to Freddie, the Sea-Devil shook her head. "I would never let you or your golden voice collect dust. You'd be singing for the boys every day. And doing whatever else you wanted with 'em." She gave him a little wink. When he inquired about the bird, her expression was serious. "'Fraid so, Freddy. He was nearing his last years anyway, I suppose. Now he'll be calling us all fish-eyed barnacle lovers from the afterlife."<br/><br/>After she was done bringing over the rum, she waved away his comments about being gentlemen and helping her carry the barrel. "Oh, hogwash. I can do it meself. Well, dig in," she grinned, seeing Jack already step forward to start handing out drinks, and knocking back a few milder ones easily before he began to make a small toast to her. Of course he was still trying to be a charmer. "And to the pretty, delicate little flower next to me as well," she jokingly added, giving the man a soft push. "Cheers!"<br/><br/>She was curious when Freddie carefully tasted some, but smiled when he seemed to like it, chuckling at his comment about his vocal cords. When Goodman burst out in a roar of approval, Marlin raised her drinking mug and let out a hearty laugh. She was used to lots of yells, screams and loud celebration from the crew, so it made her feel right at home. In response to his praise, she made a little bow. "Just need to know where ta get it! There's this little pub along the Foggy Ridge with its own distillery... talk about a treasure, they make some divine rum. A few different varieties, too. This here is one of their 'milder' ones, if ye can believe that. I think some of their harsher rums are really just poorly disguised disinfectant. Haha!"<br/><br/>It seemed Alec enjoyed the drink too, and as he related the news about his mate Two-Bit she listened with interest. Seemed he was part of a crew of his own, perhaps, though clearly they were not crippled to lose a man to the law once in a while. Quite different from a ship's crew.<br/><br/>Following Freddie's advice, Marlin headed over to the large table with the snacks and various smaller dishes. She was particularly keen on the sushi rolls, the smoked salmon and the shrimp snacks, while still taking some swigs from her mug in the meantime, having a good old time with the drinks and the food. With a smile, she beckoned Jack over as she indulged. "So tell me, Harkness. I'm curious. What exactly are you a Captain of then? You have a crew?"