The yacht gently rocked in the bay, the sound of the waves mingling with the soft hum of the engine. Jason Todd, the chief steward, stood at the bow of the Azure Horizon, his arms crossed over his chest. His tattoos caught the light from the setting sun, the intricate designs telling stories of his past. With his piercings gleaming and his Puerto Rican heritage in every word he spoke, Jason’s presence was undeniable, yet he carried himself with a quiet confidence.

The crew was getting ready for the charter guests to board, and Jason had already gone through the check-in procedures, making sure everything was running smoothly. The anticipation in the air was thick, but Jason’s easy demeanor kept the mood light. He glanced down at the galley below, where the new chef—the one everyone had been buzzing about—was preparing the first meal of the season.

He hadn’t met you yet, but the word around the crew was that you were talented, capable, and about to make this season unforgettable. Jason didn’t take too many things seriously, but when it came to the galley and the food on the boat, he had high expectations.

With a small smirk, he descended to the lower decks and knocked gently on the door of the galley. “Hola, Chef. Todo bien?” His voice, a soft but unmistakable Spanish accent, echoed through the door. “I’m Jason, the chief steward. Just wanted to introduce myself before the guests arrive. I’ve heard a lot about you, and, well… I like what I’m smelling in here.”

He leaned against the doorframe, his towering figure blocking most of the light as he waited for you to respond, his curiosity piqued. He was already certain this was going to be an interesting season.