The Chronicles: The Makings of a Pirate

[Lisa]

Astoria grunted. "Not particularly.." She stared at his bottle of rum, longingly then looked away at some random spot on the wall.

[Barbossa's girl]

"Ya want some?" he asked. "All ya have ta do is ask."

Jack held out his rum bottle to Astoria.

[Lisa]

Astoria stared at the bottle for a long moment before turning her back to him. "I don' want any."

[Barbossa's girl]

Jack sighed and put the rum bottle down on the floor.

"What's wrong with ya" he asked. "Ya don't want ta be with me. Ya don't want rum. Yer still acting like a salty wench. What do ya want from me?"

[Lisa]

She turned to look at him. "What do I want?? I bloody want ya to stop callin me a salty wench!!"

[Barbossa's girl]

"I will stop calling ya a salty wench when ya stop acting like one", Jack said.

[Lisa]

Astoria glared at him before standing up quickly backing the hammock spin and flip Jack onto the floor. She really didn't mean to do that and she looked down at him trying to keep a straight face but it didn't last long. Before she knew it she was cracking up and sitting on the floor next to him laughing.. "You... should.... have.... seen... your face.." She said in between laughter.

[Barbossa's girl]

Jack got up and rubbed his butt.

"Why?'" he asked. "What did my face look like?"

He knew he should be annoyed with Astoria, but he couldn't help but smile as he heard her laugh.

[Lisa]

Astoria made a face that looked a little like this, , and began laughing again.

[Barbossa's girl]

Jack laughed along side with her. He wrapped his arms around Astoria and kissed her cheek.

"So are ya feeling better now, love?" he asked.