Upon arriving in the coastal city of Lisboa, the weary travelers were beset by all types of peddlers hawking their wares. There were linens, and bangles, and kind police officers telling the group where to go. Tantalizing smells emanated from every shop....Even grilled Dory fish could be purchased for a small sum.

(Pondering Dory)

Note from the beleaguered slaves:

Yes, they did eat Dory, as well as lasagna, and amazing chocolate mousse. Tons of shoes, linens and pastries to be had. The room obtained by the normally obtuse bosses was quite nice and the window opened out onto a cobbled street downtown.