"Umm, Cpt. Boogenkamp?"

"Yes, 1st Mate Wilkens."

"I think," he says while pointing out the front window of the bridge, "we are about to get spoken to..."

Suddenly, there is a loud, booming voice echoing out across the turbulent waters and filling the control room..." Arthur Pewty! Are you a man... or a mouse? You've been running to long, Arthur Pewty; it's time to stop. Time to turn and fight like a man! Go back in there, Arthur Pewty! Go back in there and pull your finger out!"

Cpt. Boogenkamp looks over at 1st Mate Wilkens with a screwed up look of confusion on his face. Similarily, the same look is returned with the addition of shrugged shoulders.

Again, the loud, booming voice fills the control room with a commanding tone of impatience and divine authority..."Hello! Anyone there?"

1st Mate Wilkins jumps out of his seat in haste and quaking with fear, makes his way towards the window..."Y-Yes... Yes, Your Honor... I mean, Your Excellency... I-I mean, Your Wizardry."

"Are you Arthur Pewty?"

"N-no, no sir! There is no one on this ship by that name!"

"Huh? Really?" The reverberations from the loud voice knocks one of the framed Captain's Certificates off the wall.

Shaking his head slowly, 1st Mate Wilkins replies, "Nope."

"Well, I'll be damned! Okay, well goodnight."

 

Done