Another megayacht owner

You've been walking around and talking to luxury megayacht owners at the pier for an hour. Some aren't interested in speaking to you at all, while some will listen but offer nothing that can help you find the sea criminals or the women. You arrive at the last megayacht at the end of the pier and you can hear the music onboard. It sounds like quite a party and you see 3 people sitting on the edge of the deck. It's a guy flanked by 2 beautiful women on each side. The women look like supermodels while the man is rugged and chiseled.

The man has been watching you approach and he calls out to you. "What's going on dude?"

"I'm just asking around for information. I own the boat that was docked there," you shout back, pointing at the empty space where your yacht used to be. You have no idea where in the ocean it is at the moment.

"That one? Wasn't that Nigel's?" the man asks. Clearly he knew Nigel.

"It was. He passed. Now it's mine," you respond.

"Shit. That's sad," the man says, pausing to remember Nigel. Then he quickly gets over it and smiles. "Well, come onboard and let's have a drink to Nigel! We're about to head out to the water. I'm Dan," he says, waving you to get on his yacht.