"A few months, I guess," Fiona replied, squinting into the middle distance as she tried and failed to calculate something more specific. "You've probably already figured out, time is a little weird here. I go back home a lot, and sometimes time has passed here and sometimes it hasn't."

Rinsing off her fingers, she nodded to the glass. "I can teach you how to make it if you want. If you don't know how to pour drinks, you should learn. They don't require any kind of license to bartend here, you just have to know how and the money's killer."

There was no one else at the bar at the moment, so Fiona leaned a hip against the back edge of the bar and settled in as she slowly dried her hands.

"As for the pirate ship, not really," she added with a faint chuckle. "There weren't even any pirates on it, which I thought was weird, but I'm not complaining. It was grounded on this island, so we ended up just getting drunk with the natives."