Rincewind stumbled backwards as the door slowly and noisily lifted itself up.
"Fantastic," he muttered to himself as the inhabitants of the ship were revealed. Then he pasted a big smile on his face, slightly scared to death of the man.
"Oh, this thing? I'm sure my Luggage could find more if we knew what we needed."
The Luggage's lid opened and closed with a creak, as if in agreement.
"And is this your lovely mechanic? It's nice to meet you. I'm trying to think of what I need, other than a place to live and people not to be trying to kill me. Rincewind the wizard, at your service."
He swept into a bow, his robe trailing on the ground into a puddle. He cursed at the dirt, which obliged him by flying off his robe in a whirlwind and flying off.
"Huh. That's never happened befo...I mean, of course I meant to do that! My spells do seem to work in this strange land, fabulous!"