Lucy was more than a little displeased with the actions of Maria. The woman had quickly disenfranchised her business prospects with just a few quick words. She'd been showing that small group of sailors some leg when the captain had just waltzed in like some sort of dominus into his vestibulum and sent the slaves a scattering with but a word. She'd been listening to the conversations and had been rather surprised to hear that Mara's crew were not actual pirates. This could prove of interest to some of the pirate captains. Maybe they'd pay well for the privilege of learning about a ship ready for the plundering. 

The red headed whore considered what had been discussed, dwelling upon how she might use the information she had to best advantage. She dragged her index finger across the bottom of her lip, dragging the ruby stained flesh to one side. Her green eyes glittered with possibilities.

Come to think of it, she had to remember though that her ship, the Phoenix they had called it, was currently being unloaded. That meant it wouldn't be carrying any cargo of worth until it next hit port. No, what she needed to learn was where the Phoenix was headed next. Then she could sell that information to a real pirate and that pirate could catch the Phoenix as it shipped from that port, fully laden, for its next destination. Yes, that would be worth a pretty penny. Yes, it would, particularly if she included that the captain of this vessel was of considerable beauty and a prize in and of itself.