"Oy, Pinters?"

"Aye, Rags?"

"Do ye fink we could bea' a ninja in a figh'?"

"A wot?!"

"A ninja!"

"Wot the feck is a ninja?!"

"…"

"…"

"…"

"Well?"

"I don' know actually."

"Then wot does et matta? Do they sail the open seas?"

"No."

"Do they 'unt pirates?"

"No."

"Work fer the Company?"

"No, Pinters. Mistress Ching says they lives in a place called Japan."

"Wot kind o' name is Japan?"

"I don' know!"

"Well if'n they lives o'er in Japan an' don' 'ave any fing ta do wi' us; why would we figh' a' all?"

"Well supposin' we did! Who would win?"

"We would. No contes' there, mate."

"I though' so."