The next morning Garin woke up to Jacques giving him sweet kisses. Garin wrapped his arms around him and pulled him back into bed.

"I made breakfast." Jacques told him. "You have to close your eyes and follow me."

"Okay," Garin laughed. Jacques took his hand and led him to the galley where they had a romantic breakfast together.

Jacques had made a Dutch baby. It did not come out completely right because Dutch babies are supposed to be made in a cast iron skillet, but they did not have one. Instead, he used a Cathy Mitchell Red Copper™ pan. The Dutch baby came out of the pan very easily, and left behind no sticky residue. He also used regular sugar instead of powdered sugar, but it was still good.

"Is this some kind of Dump Cake™?" Garin asked. An eavesdropper might think Garin was insulting Jacques's cooking, but Garin was actually referring to the recipes in Cathy Mitchell's book titled "Dump Cakes."

"No." Jacques replied. "I used precise measurements."

While they ate, there was an unsettling mood. Garin could not feel the gentle rocking of the sea.

"Something isn't right." Garin said, when they finished eating.

"There's a boot on the ship." Jacques told him. "I didn't want to tell you that as soon as you woke up. I thought it would be easier after we had a nice breakfast together."

"A boot?"

"Yes."

"Like… the kind of boot that they use to keep cars from going anywhere?" Garin knew that was a stupid question.

"Yes."

"How?"

Attempt #3

Garin and Jacques stood on the moist sand and crushed seashells that made up the ground of the Scurvy Island Marina as they looked at their ship on a very large boat trailer. The trailer had a boot on one of its wheels.

"You always do stuff like this." Jacques said. "You could have had the tag renewed and they would have left us alone, but you didn't because you don't take shit from anyone. No one takes advantage of Captain Garin. But they did. You can't fight the government, and now there's a boot on the ship."

"It's not that." Garin said. "I'm not a belieber of license plates, and I didn't want to pay the fee. I thought I could argue with them and not pay it. It's probably expensive."

"It costs 2,000 Neopoints or two doubloons to have a tag renewed."

"Oh… I did not know that."

"It's okay." Jacques said. "I have an idea."

Garin and Jacques went to the DMV together. Jacques took a number, waited for someone else to print a number for a tag renewal, then told Garin to take a number. This way they wouldn't have to risk seeing the woman who had to deal with Garin the last two times he came here.

After an hour, Jacques's number was called. He was summoned to desk 12. Garin looked at desk 12. The woman from yesterday was working at that desk. They sat in the waiting area. Somebody else was summoned to that desk after a minute. Garin's number was summoned to desk 23 ½. Garin and Jacques went to the half desk and sat down. They acted normal and paid the fee.

"Okay, you're all set." The woman at the half desk said.

"Thank you." Jacques said

"There is a boot on our ship." Garin told her. "Will that be removed because we had the tag renewed?"

"Yes." She replied. "Probably on Monday." It was Friday.

This is the finale chapter, but there will be an Epilogue.