A sleight cough is given,  raising a frilly lace handkerchief to her mouth.   The captain would give a nod of acceptance to Mary and motion to the ledger book sitting on the table.   It is open, a ink vial and quill sit next to the book.   After several more coughs that ensued,  she seem to get it under control.<br/><br/><em>"Sit have a drink, welcome to the crew of the New Moon Rising." </em><br/><br/>The first mate Henri would  push the bottle of rum towards Mary.   With one of his greasy hands as he has resumed stuffing his face with the horrid looking gruel served up in the place.<br/><br/>When a woman of Asian descent comes in an approaches the table.    Henri and the captain look over the new comer.   Listen to her little spiel in wanting to join.<br/><br/><em>"Put your mark in the book then and likewise take a seat.    Either the two of you ever handled a twelve pounder before. An I am not talking about between your legs."</em><br/><br/><em>"Ha Ha Ha Ha."</em>Henri bursts out laughing as the food he has in his mouth sprays out and flies on Mary.   Although most of it went on his beard of dreadlocks.