Munny had tagged along with a couple of friends who were getting a tree for the home they now shared. It was going as well as could be expected for three middle class men who were really still boys at heart. Munny supposed he might as well get a tree for his own house. He didn't think his landlord would mind too much.

He was wandering around the trees, trying to find one he liked the look of when he heard a familiar voice. "Captain? What's wrong?" He asked as he approached the older man.