Oh... Well, it's good that you can have lady friends. I'm sorry there are no widows or matrons or madames on the ship. But then, I guess you already said that that's weird...

*She's just taken a sip of rum when he says 'unusually sized customers', and she very nearly spits it straight back out. She knows what he means, but...what are these things that the rum are making her think? All this talk of brothels and - She quickly wipes her mouth and clears her throat*

I see...