Indigo crosses her arms and nods, what passes for a smile coming to her beak. "My thanks to le Capitaine and Quartermaster Erriviel for zee supplies. Whisout a crew zhat works in perfect harmony such splendours cannot be possible." She stares at Wolf as she speaks, "Mais for zee time being, Indigo must ask zhat no one but le Capitaine, First Mate, and Quarter Master be allowed entry to zee galley until Indigo has taken proper stock everysing is orgainzed to her satisfaction, oui?"

"And thank you for bringing your talents to the Belle. I will respect your request and I am now ruling that no one is to enter the galley without Indigo's permission. But I have a request, if it's not too much. Once you've determined that the galley meets your satisfaction, would you mind allowing Sloop to work as an aide in your kitchen? He's been given to us so that he might be molded into an honorable youth and I see no better way to achieve that goal than through hard work."

"But of course Capitaine, zee young kitten will not have zee breasts to distract him in Indigo's kitchen and her watchful eye and firm clawed hand will break his will shallot? Not to worry, if he becomes, how you say, 'out of brine' zhen into zee soup he will go, no? Hohoho." Indigo is amused by her own commentary, though it's not clear if she's joking or not.

Misha laughs regardless, not understanding much.

Carrhae laughs too, partially because of Indigo's wordplay and partially because of how blunt she was.

Wolf has yet to move from his new spot, and doesn’t really hear Indigos request. Noting where the doctor is Wolf sees his path and attempts to stealthily leave grab some meat and get back to another wall before anyone can notice. 

Stealth: 13 

Sleight of Hand for Meat Grab: 23

From his perch on the deck, Chandor scans the sky, checking it against the horizon while listening to the commotion below. Shaking his head with a slight smile, he slowly walks the deck, eyes flitting about studiously. "Chances are it won't always be this jovial," he mutters to no one in particular. "The sea is calm for now, but it never stays that way." Working up a bit of courage, he peeks over the edge of the boat at the water below. "Bah," he spits, looking about to make sure no one saw his loss of composure before moving away from the edge and back to his perch.

"Thees food ees amazing, cook..uh.." Misha paused, struggling to remember Indigo's name, then realized she hadn't been properly introduced yet. "Come, weesh to meet you formally. I am Misha! Want to call you by name, not by what I think you are - hef only seen you een passing seence I been on board. Bek home, we have no such creatures like you on cube. Forgive my staring, ya?"

She swallowed and stood, extending her hand. "Pleasure to meet you."

Carrhae took a bite of meat and smiled at Misha, who was completely adorable as a fish out of water in Toril.

 "Zis is sadly not my best but Indigo thanks you," Indigo says, giving a short curtsy in Misha's direction. "I am called Indigo, but on the Belle of zee Sea, vou may call me Chef s'il vous plaît."

Misha nodded happily, still looking you over with much curiosity. "Eet ees much pleasure to have introduction, Chef see you play! Very excited to eat meal you theenk better than THEES! Very heppy for meal, Misha like meat very much. And..ya, anything else you weesh to make."

After the introduction, Misha kept eating and occasional made eye contact with Kali, as if planning something very devious.

Carrhae looks around the table and only sees eight of her crew. She's reasonably confident that Wolf is still hiding on some corner of the room. But there were still two crew members that she hadn't seen yet. "Chandor! Syltra! Where are you? We drank most of the rum and if you don't come soon, you won't get your dinner! Indigo doesn't like to let food get cold and there's plenty of people who will happily take seconds! Including me."

Chandor turns at the shout from below, letting out a quick sigh before heading below. He nods to the others as he finds a place to sit. "Ah, I wouldn't want to upset the chef," he says with a wry grin, placing his hand up against the wall with a nervous look as small swell jolts the ship. Looking about, he grabs a bottle of rum, taking a long swig directly from it before breathing a sigh of relief and settling himself. "Bring on the grub, my friend."

"So you heard my warning? You got to have some rum before it all ran out. Kali, Misha, and I did most of the work in drinking it. You missed us having some fun. Sana taught us how to play cards, I vomited, and then Misha showed us that she's really ticklish! Really good times." She mumbles.

Sana wiggles her fingers in greeting to Chandor, electing to remain silent so that she can continue to eat soup.

Misha looks up from stuffing her face full of meat when Chandor walks in and sits down, chugging the rum. "Ah! *COUGH*" she nearly chokes, and takes a moment to chew and swallow. "Hoo. First chew, swallow, THEN talk. Yes, Misha." She cleans her face and hands, and leans toward Chandor extending her hand. "Ah! Hello!" she beams, "I am Misha! Am starting to wonder how many peeple comrade kapitan hired for sheep! And no, I am not teekleesh, don't be rileekdicuous." she gives Carrhae a nervous look and laugh, hoping not to spread such a weakness. 

"I hired 10 people to come help on the Belle. Kali told me what I'd need to keep the ship going. That's why she's my right hand woman." She says, drunkenly reaching over to give Kali a pat on the shoulder.

Kali only gave Misha a curious glance, seeing as the paladin was giving her some strange looks, but didn't speak about it since she was too busy indulging herself in the meal set in front of them. Every bite the barbarian had taken from the boar set off fireworks in her mouth, bringing back memories of her old ship mates and their chef. Man always put his heart and soul into the food he made for her crew, and she could tell Indigo did so as well. A solemn smile could be seen on her face as she finished up her soup.

The pat on the shoulder back Kali back to reality, blinking over to Carrhae as she tried to remember what she said. "Oh, I thought the reason I was your right hand woman was because I was hot." She quipped with a smirk. "Question for ya; how long are we going to be docked here for? I just have a few matters to attend to before we leave, is all."

Misha kept eating with a smile, already working on her fourth helping of meat and soup, washing it down with another glass of rum. With such an inhuman appetite, where DID all those calories go? With the exception of her chest and rear, she had very little fat to show of, as if she was built for a high protein and fat burning lifestyle. It was almost unfair how strong yet beautiful she looked.

"The hotness is one of the reasons. We should be here for maybe another day or two. Is that long enough to attend to your business?"