"Malachi, what is that horrible sound I'm hearing… it is so crude and loud."
It sounded like a pod of wounded orcas, had the sailors gone whale hunting that morning?
"Belive it or not," interrupted Olaf before Malachi could respond. "It's the men. Remember what we were discussing in the kitchen last evening. Well, it seems you spoke it into being Robin."
"The men are sick and I have been tasked to investigate the reason why the entire crew are all suffering from the same symptoms," imparted Malachi. "Sadly, I was led to believe that you Robin may have some solutions in the matter otherwise I would not have disturbed your rest."
"Robin, please be lenient. I have seen other chefs doing this for years and nothing has ever gone wrong before. It must be something else, it can't be my cooking," cried Olaf.
