"Ummm.. Uh uh..." Gilligan was completely flabbergasted. He had fully expected some drink from the village, begging for money he didn't have. Instead wash a young lady in need, who happened to be rather sexy. Gil finally found control of his tongue, but not his brain, as he said the first thing that came to mind, "Do you like bread?"

He mentally beat himself over and over again after saying something so stupid. He composed himself a little and stood aside, "Sorry! I don't get a lot of visitors. Please come inside. I'll go get... some bread." He told the women as he went to the kitchen to God his shame. He got out a two day old loaf and the bread knife when he finally started to use his head. "Wait a second. Where's the rest of your caravan?" he asked the women, not letting go of the bread knife.