A couple of years ago our crew had finished preparations for pushing-off the Voyage Charter dock at Soper's Hole when we noticed a new group boarding the cat behind us. The ladies were wearing cocktail dresses and high heels and the whole group had drinks in their hands and a cigarette in their lips. (It was morning on the fuel dock) While we were watching with a WTF look on our faces, Kimo passes by and calmly asks if I have any questions, because he doesn't have time to give us a briefing. He said his hands would be full for the next several hours with the boat and crew in mention. I was familiar with the boat and responded we were good to go. Raine helped us out the slip and put us on our way. I have no idea what ever happened to the other boat and crew, as we never saw them during the week and neglected to ask Kimo when we returned.