Gustav nodded, pleased with his new found conversationalist, "By all means, you buy the first round, I'll get your second," He made a squinting look as he listened to the intruding sailer, and nodded in agreement with Heinrichs ponderings. 

"Perhaps it's free three course meal night and he wants to make sure we are fat and full," His optimism was clearly forced as his stomach grumbled and hi eyes glazed over in thought of some roast duck. Then he was brought back to his current situation by a squeaky plank his boots found while walking towards the captians chambers. He stood outside the door and rapped his knuckle firmly yet casually against the door a few times then stood up straight, ready for his answer.