He seemed genuinely interested, which was kind. "I found a place where I can have a proper one constructed." Isabela drank a bit more beer. "A lady in Florida I'd met told me about a historical shipbuilder's, that makes proper pirate vessels. It'll cost a boatload, but I'm sure I can find something. I really would do tours if I knew more about the waters off this continent." She chuckled. She'd been island-hopping around a country called the Bahamas, for the most part - her papers let her into the country - and while she'd seen much of the land, she'd barely gotten out of the water at all.