Louis smiled, as he lead the trio's charge to the table the waitress had pointed out. Taking a seat, he glanced around the room, easily spotting a girl with long, long red hair, and wearing all black, "Who goes out in public like that?" Louis whispered to his crewmen, almost giggling to himself, as he pulled out all the money he had in his pocket. 21 copper pieces. He grimaced, "Lads, did you bring any of yer money from the ship onto land? Yer good friend Caesar is short a couple pieces of copper." He said, with a sheepish smile. Louis took his tricone, and placed it neatly on the table in front of him, allowing his him to scratch his hair.