The Cursed Pride spend through the white, or z-space, faster than it ever had before.
"Captain," came a voice over the comm, "we're approaching the bar. Preparing to go planetside."
"Got it," Morgan replied, "nice work."
To everyone else, Morgan said, "Alright, crew. We're back at the bar now. Should be landing in a few moments. We can head inside and discuss latest developments over a drink. I could sure use one."
(Ok gang! This took forever, but we're back to the GESB now! Don't forget to take all your belongings or the pirates will. lol)