Moonsong Glacier Come sail away

He didn't seem to get the comedy behind the concept, but she wasn't bothered.  If he liked his name, who was she to kill his high?

"Spose you could say that, though I've heard better."  She couldn't be seeming too friendly.  Wouldn't be proper.  She'd learned a long time ago the less nice you were, the longer you were interesting.  To a point, of course.  "So you do know him.  I'm guessing your one of those 'rough and tough cads' he was talking about."  It fit, and they were a match pair if she'd ever seen one.  "I told him good luck; they don't make many like that round here."  She finished dismissively.