<Bonnie, deceased NPC waitress>
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"Oh," Bonnie snickered, "tha' ol' bastard were long dead afore I washed up on death's door. No, 'ee' s just not right, ye ken. There be sumthin' too distinct about 'im is all." She held up her cup.. "take this 'ere grog. I can drink me own grog all day long, but the Cap'n's grog, from 'is cup," she leaned in and whispered, "tis bleedin' real, it tis. No' of the spirit realm a'tall."
<Sara Merrick>
Sara regarded Bonnie as if she had just grown to heads. Sara went quiet waiting. Sure the woman was joking with her. But the punchline never came. Sara let out a small reluctant chuckle. But still, the woman's face was steadfast and earnest. Sara frowned. "Bonne," she began. "Surely you are joking." When the woman said nothing more. "Bonnie, surely you know that can not be the case. There is just no way."
Sara went quiet then. Contemplating Bonnie's words. "What else about him do you find peculiar?"
