Hans grins that wicked, competitive grin of his.<br/>"All right, Elizabeth, the race is on!"<br/>Hans grips his own basket.<br/>"If you fall behind, you're left behind!"<br/>He then makes a dead dash towards the ship, huffing and puffing, all the while calling out to Elizabeth.<br/>"As long as you show that you're not a whimp, I think people won't care if you're a girl. So you'd make a good first mate."<br/>Taking a few sharp turns to avoid major obstacles, Hans almost slips but keeps his footing.<br/>"And I don't want you to act like a man! I like you just the way you are!"<br/>Finally reaching the sandy beach, he rushes towards the gangplank and bounds up to deck, almost pushing a crew member off while doing so.<br/>As he finally reaches the deck, Hans bends over. He takes a breather and gets up, looking around him. He locates Charles, the chef, and heads over.<br/>"We got your berries, Charles. Have a look, I think we made a decent haul."<br/>Charles looks into Hans' basket and nods.<br/>"That's none too shabby, bloke. How's about you leave this all to me, hm? I think captn' Johnathan wanted to see you, so you better head over and ask what he wants. You don't keep the cap waiting."<br/>Smiling and nodding, Hans paces over to the captain - who stands by the helm - full of anticipation. He stands at attention, making the ship's trademark salute - index and longfinger touching the right eyebrow.<br/>"Charles said you wanted to see me, captain."<br/>Johnathan nods at Hans.<br/>"Indeed. Why don't you an Elizabeth join me for supper tonight? I've gone through most of the others, and you two helped pick the berries for the jam Charles is making for me tonight."<br/>Hans nods with a big smile framing his lips.<br/>"Aye, aye, captain, we'd be happy to join you. Shall I go tell Elizabeth?"<br/>The captain nods.<br/>"Do that. Take some time off until supper, we won't be taking off before morning and most of the chores are already done."<br/>With that, Hans was dismissed. He jogs over to Elizabeth - wherever she now is - smiling.<br/>"Score! The captain wants us both at his table tonight!"