The crew went into town with a twofold purpose: to find Luro and enjoy everything the town had to offer. And it certainly had a lot. Though Ray was eager to make fun of Luro's forfeit for a variety of reasons... [i]What's the matter Luro, had enough of hitting girls? Or were you getting too sober to shoot straight?[/i] ...he was rather easily distracted by the sights, sounds and tastes of the festival. And the beautiful young dancer who roped him into doing an unfamiliar dance. It certainly wasn't a waltz, but Ray got the hang of it in record time, swaggering his hips in time to the music, much to the amusement of his crewmates. They only stayed for so long, and Ray reluctantly left the dancer with a gentlemanly kiss to the hand. 

By the time they found Luro, all Ray's rancour towards him for being cheated of a fight had evaporated. He was with Alicia, and she was sharing the prize money. Ray was rather touched by her magnanimous gesture and smiled. He stepped forward to introduce himself. “Miss Tashigi, I must say its as much a pleasure to meet you in person as it is to watch you fight in the arena.” He put his good foot forward and bowed in the formal Lendrian style. “I am Raymond Skalter, a companion of your former opponent Luro, and singularly impressed with the way you handle a blade.” He flashed a debonair smile and would have continued chatting her up if he hadn't noticed something sticking out of Luro's sack of guns. 

“What. Is. That?” He asked with a disgusted look on his face. He reached in and pulled out what he feared he saw. “Is this a duckfoot? You actually bought a duckfoot pistol?” He shook his head. “I... Just....” He struggled to find the right word. “It's just so... ugly. And dumb.” He tossed it back into the pile of weaponry. He reached into his coat and pulled a bottle of rum out, took a swig and tossed the bottle to Luro. “Anyway, congratulations, you sot. Here's your consolation prize for second place.”