A'ight, who be makin' all that racket and wakin' yer Capt'n up from 'er nap?? An' who put this empty tankard in me hand?? Arrrrr, gots t' do everything meself around here, I do. I ask ye, do the Capt'ns on other pirate ships have t' fetch their own rum? No!
Capt'n Khab mutters and dips her tankard into a nearby cask to refill it.
I see ye got the fish! Good on ye! A'right then, let's barbecue!
Emp, ye got some kebabs ready?
Bara, ye catch us any game?
Khab douses everything with a nice marinade o' rum.