Molly nodded and followed Archie. She stifled a laugh as he walked with his nose guiding his body. It made him look a bit like a rat, or a dog sniffling around. She held her hands behind her back as she walked into what appeared to be a kind of dining area. She counted the men and grabbed a few glasses before she disappeared. She came back later and placed the cups, now filled with rum, on the table. She smirked at them all, "One glass in celebration of the ship. I don't feel like being stuck on a ship with a bunch of drunks."

She laughed and took a gulp from her own glass before she grabbed a plate.