The mead is sweet tasting is it rushes down her throat.   At that moment the admiral would finally make his appearance into the room.   Navel protocol would have junior ranking officers and ship crew rise up to greet the admiral.    Of which Red does not.   Not out of any form of rebellion.  It just wasn't in her nature to follow such minor protocol.   Sure she served on other ships.  But pirates hardly were the law abiding individuals.   More the chaotic sort and well Red fell into that line.<br/><br/>The admiral would sit himself at the head of the table.   He reach out and grab and spin the bottle of mead.   His light smile would turn to a momentary frown.  With that he switch to the water carafe on the table.<br/><br/><em>"Yep everything is good.   So I want to know why you called us here for this parley.   It wasn't just to ask us if everything is just peachy."</em><br/><br/>Red get straight to the point.   Not one for social situations,  she shoot straight with her thoughts.   Finished with her response, she take another swig from her glass of the sweet tasting mead.   The admiral might not find it to his liking but she did.  It was going down so smooth.