Alonso had just arrived in the bar, having finally repaired his ship, when he heard Leonardo's call. He sighed, thinking about how ridiculous the man was, scratched his shaven head, adjusted his uniform, which was a standard Canarian Corsair pilot's uniform with the family name written on the in large gold letters, and started walking towards Leo.
"Hola hermano, what's u-" He stopped before finishing that sentence, because he noticed the woman Leonardo told him about earlier. He didn't think Leonardo was serious about the deal, and was hoping he had made it up.
Living on Gran Canaria for the most of his life filled Alonso's mind with propaganda against the Corsairs of Crete, and now infront of him stood a red-hot Cretan "chica". Even though he was a regular "tough-guy", he felt a bit unsafe around his current companions.