"Ah, finally. A chance to show off my strength," Winter deadpans as she hops into the boat and grabs an oar.

She finds herself wondering if her coworkers are okay. Whether or not someone's found a memory of Bruno Ellerby playing accordion for the first time. She doesn't show these questions in her expression. Now's a time for celebration—they've freed a friend. "Avast, let's set sail me hearties."