While Captain and Pilot were having fun-times on top of the battleship I scavenged in the junk-town below for potential supplies. Most of the stuff in the town was either too rusty or too broken to use. However, I did discover three sealed shipping containers.Using excessive force and a crowbar I managed to open the first shipping container with brute force, discovering a sea of tights inside. The tights flowed outwards in my general direction and nearly crushed me. I wondered whether anyone had ever been killed by tights-avalanche.

Rabidly digging myself out of tights, I noted Captain approaching, boots clanking loudly on the floor.

"WHAT MARVELOUS TREASURES HAVE YOU DISCOVERED?"

"REPORT!" Captain inquired.

"Hundreds and hundreds of old pairs of mulch-colored tights" I answered, still swimming in the tights-pile.

"EXCELLENT! These could be used as scarves... In case of a dire fashion emergency!"

"The most likely emergency we are going to have is a blizzard. These will probably burn well." I answered.

"INDEED, Zee weather is most fickle mistress these days!" Captain mumbled, holding a pair of tights."Do you think these match well with my boots?" The tights were now wrapped around Captain's neck."Suuuuuuure," I responded, walking away.