Dunno really, but we haven't had any newcomers in awhile so I kinda figure they were.

[That request has him blinking a bit, but he pushes up to his feet quick enough and starts scouring the shelves for something she can use.]

A dress, huh? Can do! You know, we got a mermaid on our crew, too, but she uses this shitty floating coral stuff to get around on land. Maybe we should get you some of that?

[Clueless about her being able to switch back and forth, hurrr.

He finds a dress -- finds several, actually, some shorter and perhaps sexier than others. Those go on the top of the pile when he hands them to her.]

Anyway, yeah, I know the Hazmats. I think they're fighting that asshole. Davy Jones.