"Jack!" Elle yelled, yelping when her attempt at making a short stop failed and she slammed into the ship's railing. Ow. I'm definitely going to talk to Lumpy about getting the crew so make sure the deck was dry after they swabbed it… then again, maybe it would be better to talk to Jimmy about it. He seems to be more of a people person. "Jack!" I repeated, gripping the railing so she didn't go over it from hitting it so hard.

"Goddammit!" Jack yelled. He turned around

"Sorry." Elle looked down.

"What're you sorry for, Elle? Your brother's the idiot who made me late"

"Speaking of Carl" Elle nodded at Carl coming towards them.

"I keep telling you, Jack, there's no money in theatre."

They all turned when they heard one of the investors from before yelling.

Elle blinked. "What was that about?"

"Uh… nothin'" Carl shrugged, then turned back to Jack. "You're much better off sticking with film.

"I don't do it for the money, Carl. I happen to love the theatre." Jack explained.

"No, you don't. If you really loved it, you would have jumped." Carl raised his eyebrows.

Elle sighed, bringing her hand to her face and shaking her head. Why me? Why a Denham? Why did my father have to die?

"Now, Elle. I gotta go see Ann and Preston about something. Why don't you explore a bit?"

"Fine" Elle sighed, crossing her arms as the three went their separate ways. "How am I supposed to 'explore'? Half the guys on this ship are way too creepy for my liking and-"

"I hope I'm not one of that half"

Elle let out a yelp and whirled around to see Jimmy jump down from somewhere. She smiled. "Oh, Jimmy. You scared me"

"Sorry" Jimmy smiled back. "You know, you're and your brother aren't alike at all. You're a lot nicer… and in my opinion smarter"

"Well, I second that, and to answer your statement, no, you aren't part of that half"

"Who is?" Jimmy asked.

Elle glanced up at the cabin where Hayes and Englehorn were.

"The captain? Mr. Hayes?" Jimmy stared at her, his jaw dropping.

"No, Not Hayes. Hayes is a very good man. The captain, on the other hand…"

"What's wrong with the captain? He's barely even spoken to you… is that why?" he blinked.

"What? No. It's… My brother and I… well, because of something that happened… we're not to fond of Germans, now… well, at least I'm not"

Jimmy shook his head. "I'm Sorry Miss Denham but I don't think that's a way to judge someone, just if they're German"

Elle smiled. "You don't?"

"No. Well, once again sorry but I don't think that's a good way at all" Jimmy shook his head.

"Well than, I'll try to be friendly to him for you, Jimmy. Thanks" Elle smiled.

"Sure" Jimmy got up and nodded.

Carl came out of one of the rooms, then shoved a rather large suitcase into her arms. "Can you put this back in our room? Thanks"

"Our room?" Elle smirked.

"My room, yeah yeah sorry 'bout the cage thing" Carl turned onhis heel.

Elle sighed. "Stubborn, stuck up idiot the-" she turned and lost her footing yet again, starting to fall forward until an arm went around her wait so sturdy her and another took the suitcase before it fell. She turned to see the captain right behind her, his arm sill around her waist. "Captain" she greeted, trying not to blush furiously.

"Miss Denham" he nodded, letting go of her.

"Thanks" Elle smiled weakly, still not sure of what to do.

Englehorn nodded again, then got a better hold on the suitcase in his other hand. "Shall we?"

"What?" Elle asked.

Englehorn smiled. "Take this to your brother's room"

"Oh, Right, sure" Elle nodded, leading the way.

When they had finally got it situated in the room, Englehorn turned to Elle after their short conversation they had on the way. "You know, You are nothing like your brother, Miss Denham"

Elle smiled. "So I've heard"

"From?"

"Jimmy, captain"

Englehorn nodded. "Well, he may have his own reasons but… how is it that you two are so different? In both of your manners, your behavior… interests?"

"Our parents seprated when we were very young. Carl went with my mother as I went with my father. Carl got into directing since my mother was in show business, and before my father was in the war, he sailed a lot, then taught me everything he knew about sailing, which is why I know a lot about boats and ships… it wasn't until my father died in the war reunited.

"…I'm sorry about your father" Englehorn looked to the floor then looked out onto the sea. "What war was he in?"

"World War One." Elle replied. Don't say it. It's going to insult him. He's not that bad after all. Don't say it."By a German soldier on the other side" Elle winced after saying it, then noticed Englehorn's expression changed more, more into guilt for her, then he stopped, looking like he had an idea. "Was your father Gustave Denham, by any chance?"

Elle's head snapped in his direction. "Yes. Yes. That was his name… you knew him?"

"I was in that war WITH him. I was under his Regiment" Englehorn explained.

Elle's jaw dropped. "You were?"

"He was a good man." Englehorn nodded. "Saved my life many times"

"But… he was killed by a German… how could you-"

"Not all Germans were on one side, Miss Denham"

Elle slowly smiled, all the hatred towards the captain melted away in that moment. "It's Elle."

"Hm?" Englehorn glanced at her.

"My name. It's Elle"

Englehorn smiled. "Ah. Well, I believe I should return to the cabin. Good night, Elle"

"Good night, captain"

Englehorn paused, turning to her. "It's Dustin" he smiled, using her approach.

Elle smiled. She had never heard of a German with the name of Dustin, but it fit him. "Good night, Dustin"