Arriving at a club in District 21, you end up attempting to leave early due to the bad atmosphere. Past the unsavory pirates and heavily tattooed thugs laughing and drinking, you make a wrong turn and enter an office face to face with Smee, the club’s owner. She looks at you with a bored expression, glancing at the restricted area sign before sighing

Whew~ You don’t look like a resident. Not exactly supposed to be back here. What are you, a tourist? Or did someone send ya? A rival Captain? Looking to collect my head for the bounty? Ah, forgot to introduce myself. I’m Smee, first mate of the Twinhook Pirates. I pretty much run this joint. De facto and all, you know?