Abigail nodded as she folded her hands on the table in front of her.  "Uhm."  She said.  It wasn't the best answer, but there was no other word in the English language which could so completely cover the range of emotions and thoughts she was currently dealing with.  "There was a flyer, about someone needing a crew.  I'm pretty sure one of you two sent it.  I'd like to join.  I can cook, and...  Well, I can cook.  There's other things, but its probably not wise to talk about them here."