According to Mike's pocketwatch it was getting close to departure time, though his vision was slightly blurred from drinking. "Lets go see if this frieghter we're waitin' on will be there." said Mike, he knew ships, like trains and airships, never ran on time. The three left the tavern and proceeded to the docks going past many dock workers, sailors and Royal Marines. Mike didn't see any U.S. navy ships which would've reminded him of home. It wasn't long until they came upon the stretch of dock that Alistair and a woman was occupying, Mike decided it was best to keep their distance until they were done talking.<br/><br/>(Sorry for short post, couldn't think of anything.)