"Well, let's see," he said while placing his fingers around his chin."Fancy a drink? I know where they keep the good stuff here. Or, how about I let you steer the ship for a little while? We should set sail soon, and I know the 'captain.'"
Dinny looked longingly into her eyes as he awaited her response. He really did love that accent. He felt like he could listen to it all day, though he typically did most of the talking in most situations. "Or wait! How about we-"
"ACHOOOO!"
And there it was. Fucking Rata. Sneezing his way into Dinny's affairs per usual.
The young bandit shot his Boss a mean glare as he came up the aisle. "Dinny," he grumbled out to him. "Ya never introduced me to yer' new friend!"
He finished his slow pace until he was within arms reach. "You sure do have a funny accent, miss," he said, his breath worse than human shit. "Sounds Zantaric, but something is a bit off."
---
"Man, this is going to be so easy," Jarvis said smugly as he eyed one of Ruby's jeweled belongings. "And she only brought two guards? Just two? We could take care of them before we even set sail, y'know?"
"Quit talking so loud, you incompetent baboon," Spade replied sharply. "What if someone were to hear you?"
"Well, if Regen does her job, that won't be a problem."
Spade face palmed. What an idiot. "She's just one girl," he said in a whisper. "Doesn't matter how many guards or any other circumstance. Anything can happen. We gotta keep our guard up."
"Yeah, yeah," Jarvis waved him off. "Whatever you say."
Just around the corner, the guard from earlier was listening in.
'Bastards! I knew it!' the man thought to himself. 'I have to take care of this before the ship-'
His train of thought cut off as he felt the motion of waves move underneath him. Shit. The vessel was moving.