What the hell is making that noise? Clive returned to the dock where he had been fishing earlier, walked to the edge and turned on his flashlight. Nothing. Suddenly he heard someone humming behind him. He turns his head and sees a young girl slowly approaching him. “That's whale talk to say hello,” the girl said. "Whale talk? Are there really whales out here?" asked Clive. «Well, not exactly here. We are close to the Baltic Sea. That's where they live. My name is Joanna." "Hi, my name is Clive." "Clive, I like that name," she giggled. "Really? Well, I like your name too. It's cute. "Did you just move here?" "Yes . My father has a salvage company that searches for rare objects underwater." "Wow! That sounds great!" "You... you think so?" "Yes! Of course I do! I love everything about the sea. From the creatures, to the treasure you can find. Your father is like a treasure hunter." "Really? I had never thought about it this way. You speak English really well, are you from here?" "Yes. My father lived in the United States. I learned from him. I assume you're from there too?” "Yes. I lived in Michigan." "Luck! I want to go to the United States. You know what, I'll teach you some elegance if you promise to take me to the United States one day,” Joanna said holding out her hand to Clive.