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El Diablo Loco jumped slightly, because he didn't hear Imogen come up to him until she said something. Even though Imogen couldn't see, Diablo smiled at her and he said, "No, you're not! I'm just standing here warming up before I went to go find Scott." Keeping his smile, Diablo looked at the blanket; The smell of it was a mixture of Jak's perfume and engine grease- but her perfume seemed to drown out the grease.
El Diablo Loco let out a sigh, and then he said to Imogen, "But no, you're fine. . I was just here talking to Jak for a bit."

El Diablo Loco couldn't help but laugh; He got Imogen's joke right on, and then he replied to her, "Nice one!" A small pause fell upon them, but then Imogen spoke again. She talked about how there wasn't a whole lot to do while they were docked, and then. . I knew she would ask, he thought. Diablo sighed, and then he said, "You know. . Women so unobtainable that you can't help but want so much. Those kind of women. . ." El Diablo Loco paused for a moment, he looked out the little window to see Jak walking away from Alberto. He let out a sigh, and then rested his forehead against the window.

Meanwhile, Alberto was about to say something to Jak but before he could she had already walked away. He laughed to himself and went back to looking at the Ship's maps.
Little did anyone know, that after he was done fixing the ship. . he had something small in mind.

Alberto looked up for a moment and saw Jak with the rope, "Great! Thank you, Jak!" he said, he called to one of his workers, spoke to them in their language- Telling them that they now have more rope to work with. Afterwards, he turned his attention back to Jak and he said, "I believe this will do just fine! Thank you for lending the rope to us- Up here, there isn't always enough daylight to work. So, we try to begin in the early morning! And again, thank you for helping us help you!" With that, he shot her a smile and then took a drink of his coffee.

Once Jak had walked away, Alberto quietly called three of his guys over.
Then once the guys came over, Alberto began speaking to them in their language, "Alright, we've got our rope," he looked over at the one dressed in mostly fur, and he asked, "Everyone know what they're supposed to do here?" the man nodded and then he replied, "Yes; As we make repairs, we're putting in those secret compartments that you asked us to build." Alberto nodded, then he looked over at another guy, "The cargo?" the man Alberto was now talking to also nodded, "Packed and ready. We just need the compartments to finish being built and then you are set to go." Alberto nodded at his men, and he said to them, "Now this is going to be very difficult. . because Loco is my friend, and this isn't his ship. . . but if he were in our position he would do the same- Remember, this is for the good of our people." The men nodded, each of them shook hands with each other, and then parted ways to assume their positions in this facade.
As Alberto walked away, he felt horrible for what he was about to do, but what choice did he have?

Around this time, El Diablo Loco was around and about the City looking for Scott. Having not seen him, or his wife for that matter, on the ship he thought his best bet would be the City. So he went there to look.
El Diablo Loco wore his hat, the warmest boots he had, and a semi-warm vest to match.
He strolled down the icy city streets, occasionally stopping his search to stand inside of a Bar, or a small shop, to warm up a little bit before he went back out to look. His next place to search was the Marketplace, assuming Scott's wife was in the mood to buy some new dresses, or maybe a fancy new gun.

Meanwhile, Alberto and some of his men had just finished building the secret compartment just on the lower deck of the ship when two more men came on board with an extremely large and heavy crate. Once they had reached Alberto's location, all of the men began to safely, and very gently, secure the crate in this compartment. "Alright," Alberto said, speaking in their language, "Now that that is finished, how are the repairs coming along?" he asked one of the two new men that boarded the ship. The man said, "This ship was pretty heavily damaged. They're going to need at least tomorrow afternoon- At the latest." Alberto nodded, then he said, "Well, let's get up there and see if we can't cut that time in half." The men all nodded, then went up to 'the surface' to assist the others with repairs.