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Ray began heading back to the ship, eager to 'acquire' more gifts for the crew. He already got the bottle for Luro and another for himself, and figured he could use his talents to get things for everyone else. His task was momentarily interrupted by the dancer from before, now performing a fire dance. Ray was impressed, enjoying the seemingly dangerous dance. Danny, excitable as ever, now possibly more so, if it was possible, spontaneously leapt on his back, throwing Ray off-balance for a moment. He winced, expecting her weight to be pushing into the bottle of booze he had stored in one of his many jacket pockets, but she missed it. 

When the dancer finished her performance, she playfully caught Ray's eye, daring him to try. Ray inclined his head to her and said, “I don't expect to match your skill and grace in this dance, much less your courage in trying it. I must concede you are by far the better dancer, milady.” He bid her farewell with a blown kiss, smiling with the same playfulness she exhibited while Danny waved goodbye from atop his head. 

Danny stayed on his back once they moved on, and Ray sighed. Looks like his plans for pickpocketing gifts would have to wait, possibly until another day. Besides, he had absolutely no clue what to get for the Captain. He sighed in place of shrugging, smiled, and enjoyed the sights with Danny, who slowly began to drift off. 

Once they got back to the ship, Ray gently let Danny down and fished out from his jacket the bottle of wine he stole, relieved to see it intact. He took a swig and grimaced. [i]This is definitely not the vintage it says it is. [/i] Then the fireworks started, a sight Ray was familiar with. Many nobles on Lendria opened their balls and parties with fireworks; they were extremely fashionable a few years ago, but were recently beginning to slightly decline in popularity, if only because they had become cliched. 

“I used to live a life of leisure with occasional bouts of excitement,” Ray said to no one in particular, savoring his cheap wine and enjoying the fireworks. “Being a pirate isn't so different, except that the leisure is replaced with boredom and the excitement is replaced with terror, so it was nice to have a day where I could have some of that leisure back.” He said with an introspective smirk.

Breaking from his reverie, Ray noticed a new crate on the ship addressed to him. He smiled as he opened it: the tailor had delivered. Inside was a dashing red suit reinforced with iron plates and leather padding: a modern suit of armor. The tailor had to work with a blacksmith to get this ensemble done, and it alone cost Ray over half his prize from Waterdeep to get it done in a single day. 

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He held it up proudly and said, “With all the fighting we were doing, I figured that if we ever had the chance to prepare for a fight, I could wear this.”