The First Mate of the Twinhook Pirates sat in her private room at a club in Marlin Port. The blues and greens of the walls made the smoke exhaled from her pursed lips appear a little thicker. Her eyes widened as she saw the door open, seeing a new face arrive right on through. “What? What do you want. An autograph,” as she proceeded to put her cigarette down and pick up her gold, ornate gun and hook.