Yes.

"Sure, sounds fun!" Amanda said in a bubbly fake tone. This was the only clue she had on her sister's whereabouts and she wasn't losing it now. "How much?"

The man looked her up and down sizing her up. "$175 American" he said holding out his hand.

Amanda pulled two hunderd dollar bills from the back of her jean shorts and handed it too him. "Where is the Captain? I'd like to know more about your special vessel." She said watching the man stuff the cash in his dirty shorts.

"The Captain is dealing with some problems below deck. He should be back up shortly. I'd guess sometime after we shove off." He said returning to his work.

Amanda tossed her backpack with clothes and supplies against some other ship cargo and decided to have a look around. She noticed the crew hastily making preparation for departure and additional passengers and cargo moving onto the deck. She felt the beginning movement of departure as she snooped around a few of the ships cabins.