The captain with his group were back soon enough. The people that had stayed behind only had their first tankard empty by that time, so they all quickly joined in. Ceres hadn't planned to get drunk at this time, though this definitely changed things. Cuttlam intended to drink more than just a bit, so she wasn't about to stay behind. In fact, she had a little plan. Or rather, she had a tradition she held whenever she met new people like this. "Okay boys, since we're all drinking now...I challenge anyone who's willing to a drinking contest! Anyone that can beat me gets another one of those meals I cooked!" Everyone was silent for a moment. But some quickly started to chuckle. "A woman challenging a ship of sailors to a drinking contest? You may be strong, but drinking should be left to men!"

Five guys immediately started filling their mugs, and Ceres joined in. Though once hers was filled she grinned and looked at Cuttlam. "How about it, captain? Care to join in? As I recall you declined my last meal without even trying it~" The sailors that had eaten the one Cuttlam had declined were still alive and kicking. In fact they had loved it. So at least it was clear that it hadn't been poisoned. Though that was only if one of them could win. There were only three things that Ceres was good at. Stealing, sailing and drinking, her fighting skills still being a work in progress. And she wasn't about to be drank under the table by thugs like these. Cuttlam was her real target. She wanted to see how good her new captain was even at things like these.