The admiral laughs as he turns to Jack.
Mate, sometimes the smallest things can make all the difference. I once nearly lost a huge battle, but won thanks to one little cutter getting a miraculous shot into a man of war's ammo storage, blowing it up. I think that cutter was called the cunning linguist. Woman named Abigale sailed it. That was about 40 years ago.
The admiral reaches the tavern, he walks in looks around and approaches John and the other man
Hope I'm not interrupting but I would like to have a chat with you, and a possible offer you might like. May I join you fine gentlemen. The names Admiral Alexander, of the Spanish navy.