human
Sonny, I guess I am down on the books of some ship that sails a few weeks after we get back. Another crowd, another skipper and mates, and another voyage. Old Smith was as nearly sentimental as it was possible for him to be, and still be Old Smith.
gpt
Yes, I like this ship, but how in hell are we all going to sign on again when more than half the crowd is going to get married?