Johans looked down to the hatted man. "Nope!" he answered, "Just givin' good ol' Destiny 'ere a good inspectin'. Guess what I got ya? Many 'a kegs o' Graggy Ice and many 'a barrel o' water. I got y'all a good load o' food to last you for months, y'ain't starvin' 'ere even if y'all partied all day err'day in 'ere ship." he jumped down and patted the ship's fo'c'sle loudly, and walked down the plank and on the pier. He watched as Gabriella stopped next to him, and they acknowledge the group.
"Grandpa," Gabriella took the man's attention, "Can I ask for something?" she asked.
"What's it?" Johans kindly replied.
"I want to come with them."
Johans closed his eyes, "Don't you think that'll be a bad idea?" he contradicted.
"What would your parents have done if you asked them the same thing?"
"They would agree. My father was your son-in-law, a sailor, and my mother was someone who liked the sea, remember."
He nodded and opened his eyes, "Alright then. Just come back to the 'ouse and get dressed for your journey."
"Thanks, Grandpa!" she cheered and squealed, skipping back to her house.
Gabriella finally returned, and she was in a nice, shape-fitting one-piece sailor outfit, with a nice sleeved top and a miniskirt bottom. She also wore a bracelet that was her mother's, a golden bracelet with an oval emerald as the centrestone, shining gracefully at the light. She smiled at her good grandfather and briefly looked at the hatted man once again, smiling.