Rumba comes sashaying out from the back room dressed in her best finery, and looks at the two Spaniards who have come into the Pub looking to hang some pirates. She eye's them up and down, then marches righ up to Ingio, and gives him a surly look up and down, then says...
There be no knocking the tables o'er or hangin' anyone here in my Pub! If'n ye wants ta feel welcome then do so, otherwise, we hang 'em good 'round here.
"Spaniards,"Rumba curses under her breath at the two men, "Ye want sheep do ye, well I'm sure one o' the Scotsmen around here will be willin' ta help ye. Be nice or ye'll be answeren' ta me, got it?"
Rumba spits on the floor and turns heel and disappears into the back room.