Let's start with the pub

You decide to go to the pub, just to see what the captain has to offer. You are able to spot him and his gang relatively easily, as they sit at the end of the pub, multiple tables pushed together, cheering at just about everything that happens to be seen, mentioned or heard around them.

"Excuse me," you say as you drop yourself in their midst. The ooze of alcohol already darkening your mood. When did I start to get so sensitive?

"We can get you onboard for six hundred, little bird, otherwise you will have to fuck me and every crew member," the captain says once you explained the situation to him. How crude? For the six hundred, you could also board the passenger craft. But that is exactly why he said it. You either make the six hundred with your body, and you get out of here, or you just don't, and risk starvation as a consequence.

I can't believe I have choices like this, you grit you teeth as you keep weighing your options.