On the Ship

We proceed to the Jolly Johnson, and head below deck, where most pirates keep their loot. The number of chests tells me that this isn't an amateur operation. As much as Ming Zhao wants us to steal as much as possible, I figure it's best we get what we came for. Ming Zhao's crate is waiting for us in the middle of the room.

"Well, that's what we came for?"

"That's it? You don't want to search their stuff." Georgia says, with a devious spark in his eyes.

"I sure as Hell don't want to deal with the pirates."

"Oh c'mon, we can take a bunch of drunk sailors."

"Dammit Georgia, my robe is barely hanging on as it is. Let's just grab the loot and go."

For once, Georgia seems to ponder her options. Of course, I'd rather just take what's ours, but all I can do is await her next words.