<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">Fanning himself at her comment he titled his head deep in thought over this whole 'looting scene' with a little laugh he turned to her and nodded. “Well if it's going to be like that sign me up, I could teach those little crew members a think or two about a thing or two.” The little singer winked but then the mood was changed back to poor Fraid. “Maybe you can get a new parrot? Maybe you need a cat? I will switch you to a cat person if it's the last thing I do Marlin.”  <br/>
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“Yea because you always see my as at the Foggy Ridge don't you?” Teasing, he didn’t even know where in hell that place was. “Please tell me it's in my dimension. I can't hope just anywhere like you can… oh no you'll have to take me for a weekend trip there. I'll have to be alone, on your ship… just you and the boys.” Pretending like it would be a dreadful time he filled his little shot glass again and sang out with her. “CHERES, to all my dashing friends. I adore you all. Lets disinfectant our bodies all night with this glorious rum!!”  <br/>
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“Eat eat… “, the man begged his friends once he saw the captain help herself to the large table.<br/>
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Then he froze in his tracks when he saw the must beautiful creature in the world. He grabbed a plate from the small pile and picked up three little shrimps alining them perfectly with the smallest little green leaf for decoration. Carefully walking to the small animal he saw it's eyes meet his own as it froze in fear. “It's OK.” The singer crouched down ever so quietly and used two slender fingers to push the little plate her way. His eyes glued to hers. “Well your not one of mine, looks like your not anyone. Oh you poor thing. Well you came to the right home.” The man spoke in nothing but a whisper for fear she would dart away as quick as she came. “Your every so pretty? I do adore cats. Eat… there is plenty more where that came from.” Freddie looked up to one of his butlers and cupped his fingers a little still speaking softly. “Bowl of cream, the good stuff I use in my morning tea. Please… this little lady looks parched.”  </span>