"I agree." Archibald nodded with a small smile as he looked at that restaurant that Molly was looking at. It wasn't very big, but as long as the food was good or at least decent he didn't really care all too much. He didn't really seem to care about her grabbing his hand, as he didn't see it as anything more than just dragging him off of the dock. "I'm sure that we have the money to pay for a good meal, anyways." It seemed that all the money that the merchant had was still on the ship when they had stolen it, so they had a fair amount of money, not to mention a fair amount of things to trade if they ever ran low on money. "What do you think they cook?"