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Whip smirked, and offered yet another polite half-bow. "Ah. It is beings pleasures, Mr. Mors. I am... Bitt. Yes. That's whoms I am! Bitt Ordeson. I am a...bountys hunters. Ands I ams afters someones to takes me arounds the worlds. I only have remotes ideas where peoples ares. But I cannot travels ons foots. I needs to bes sailing. I've heards some abouts yours ship, Mor. I would be honored if yous would lets me travels withs yous." He said, turning his head away from all, before spitting the now bland, tasteless bean in his mouth into the water below. "Of course, I am's not expectings yous to dos this fors free. I wills gives yous...." He paused, scratching his chin scruff. "Fourtys percents of Bounties worths? Does sound like deals to yous?" He said, grinning.