What the…? What on Earth is going on? Oh, goodness gracious where am I?

[There's the sound of frantic pacing, and then a small, rather unmanly shriek as Nathaniel looks through the porthole.]

A ship? A ship? I don't remember getting on a ship! And I certainly wasn't drunk last night, so this can't be some sort of awful mistake… Oh Lord! Have I been ( Read more... )