Well, what 'ave we here *Jos looks at the Rum spilt all over the place, the read mark on APG's cheek from when she got slapped.* Hmm, bed is a good idea... *Leaves to go upstaris to one of the rooms up there. Jack the Monkey following her noisily. From the top of the stairs* DAMN, bloody monkey, I thought I was meant to be the drunk around 'ere. *Can be heard ranting at the monkey until the door slambs.*
Jack: *to Jess* well I think we'll be leaving in the morning, god willing, and considering everyones here. I think we'll go back to Ilsa de Muerta, just to see whats left. There prolly wont be to much considerin' Norrington came by shortly after and took home a whole boat o' treasure, but there still could be somein'
Jessie: *looks up* what'd you say sumin'