As Fitch stood next to Louis, and uncorked the rum, Louis waited patiently for Fitch to finish his swig, before yanked the bottle from the clumsy fellow, and taking his own swig, albeit a far less deep one. Louis handed the bottle back to Fitch, and grimaced at the taste. Privately, Louis wondered who would drink such a bitter drink and pretend to like it, but the next words to burst out of his mouth contradicted his thoughts, "Woooo! Nothing like rum after a good voyage!" Louis shouted, obviously completely making up what he said, as he had never drank rum, or made a voyage in his life. The ship eventually snuck in the port, prompting Louis commanding shout, "Alright, you scurvy dogs, get everything in shape! We're ina proper-like town now! Keep up appearances!" He ordered, as he rushing to grab ropes in order to tie the ship to the dock, which he threw onto the deck, in front of Rarden, and behind Fitch.