"Certainement." Jacques said to Long Fang, before turning to face the group and raising his voice as only the captain of a ship could.
"Alright you slackjawed deckhuggers, you heard the - you heard him! Clear the room! Find somewhere quiet and take a rest!" He glared at Etna and George.
"That means you two as well. Sortir." He commanded, ignoring Etna's indignation.
OOC: Oh, crap, didn't notice how late it was. I'll need to call it soon.