Your truck is out of fuel. You arrive at a piratey rickety shack. You knock on the door. KNOCK KNOCK. KNOCK. A deep raspy piratey voice speaks out, Yohohohoho and a bottle of gas! Come on in! You walk in and to your surprise, it's a large pirate, with a long blackbeard and tattooed. He has a big black coat. On his pirate uniform reads a nametag. He's sitting at the counter.