"Ah, how do ya do there?"

A rather burly yet friend-shaped captain extended a calloused hand to take into a handshake if you were so kind, his grin from anntena to anntena, a hint of a shine from his gold tooth evident in the afternoon sun, the wind allowing each hair to follow the currents.

"Name's Dr. Scuttles, but I think you've heard of me. I can be a little infamous, even in waters." He chided without having to add meaning.