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*It's been a while.

Jack Sparrow -- that's Captain Jack Sparrow -- strolls in, grinning wickedly, and heads straight for the bar.*

Rum, luv, if you'd be so kind.

*A bottle and a glass appear instantly, and Jack pats the bar approvingly.*

You're a treasure and no mistake, luv. A treasure indeed.

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"Hello, Captain Sparrow," Kitty comments, coming over and sitting next to him.

Kitty! *Jack looks delighted.* How have you been, luv?

*He taps on the bar, and another glass appears. Jack quirks a brow at Kitty.*

Rum?

"Of course." She smiles a little. "How can I resist?"

"Jack!" Will cries and crosses the bar. He holds his captain by his arms. "Jack!" He hugs him.

Well, now. *Jack grins even wider at this, fills the glass, and hands it to Kitty.*

Here you go, luv.

"Thank you, cap'n." She takes a long swallow before grinning at him. "And I'm fine, thank you. Or as fine as I get." Actually, she's not, but she's hiding it quite well. "How are you, then?"

Careful there, lad, don't crush me! *Jack pulls back, grinning widely, and gives a mischievous glance to the hat.*

... Nice hat. *He winks.*

"It's keeps the sun off my face," Will says, sweeping it from his head.

I'm doing very well, savvy? *Jack's eyes sparkle.* Made a few new business acquisitions and had a few new adventures. Things have been interesting for a bit, luv.

Where's your little friend, then?

Oh, is that what it's for, mate?

*Jack looks entirely too amused at this, and then grins at him.*

And how's our lovely Elizabeth?

"She's not the only one, my dear."

Leaning against the bar next to Jack is Frankie. More or less.

"It's been quite a while since we've had the... pleasure... of your company."

Jack chose his stool... unwisely.

As Baldrick retreats from the home-brewed cider sampling session (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/2479478.html), Indy decides to keep on drinking... and muttering to himself. He rails on the deficiencies in their mixed nut selections and further theorizes to himself about the pros and cons of peanuts as a filler nut.

Did I mention that there were nuts?

Indy lobs a handful of peanuts over his shoulder (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/2479478.html?thread=95349110#t95349110) absently. Unfortunately it seems that one Captain Jack Sparrow is sitting right behind Indy.

"How interesting?" She laughs. "Lockheed's at home. One of the students wanted to keep him for the night, and after last week...One of the boys killed himself," she explains, laughter gone as she studies her drink. "So I thought it best to leave him where he was needed most. Savvy?"

Will smiles rather stiffly. "She is quite well, last we spoke."

*Jack grins at him, and then looks him up and down with evident curiosity.*

Good to see you, mate. You're looking awfully respectable these days, savvy?

*The peanuts hit Jack's back and he whirls around, then grins and walks over to Indy.*

You want to be a bit more careful about that, mate. Some people might not appreciate being hit with others' nuts, savvy?

He glances down at himself, then looks back to Jack with one eyebrow raised.

"Perhaps... why, do you prefer me when I'm not, my dear?"

*Jack eyes the smile and looks mournfully at Will.*

Don't tell me, mate. Don't tell me you managed to muck things up again with your lady-love?

"If my lady-love refuses to set a date, there is not much else for me to do than find my way in the world while I wait for her to make up her mind."

Apologies, luv. I'm sorry to hear that.

*Jack takes the glass from her and refills it, then hands it back. He lifts his own in a rare solemn moment.*

To those lost.

Will...

*Jack shakes his head sadly.*

Didn't you listen to anything I told you? You've got to seize the opportune moment. If you wait for her to make up her mind, you'll be waiting forever.

*Jack grins sharply at him.* Unless that's what you're looking to do...?

"To those lost," she agrees, throwing the glass back and swallowing hard. "Never gets easier."

*Jack shrugs.*

It's all the same to me, mate.

*He pats the bar, which obligingly provides yet another glass. Jack fills it, grins, and offers it to Frankie.*

Rum?

Indy wrinkles his nose and peers at Jack, squinting and trying to focus. "Aw c'mon... no-one doesn't like nuts. Nuts rule!"

The drunken adventurer sniffs dismissively. "You should feel privileged. Those were some of the less than 50% peanuts that weren't in our bowls. We were deprieved!" he explains.

"Hey... you're that piratical guy... Jack Scarecrow... you gave me a fake amullet thing that I didn't want and I gave it back to you. You're him. I know it," he declares knowledgeably.

He chuckles quietly.

"Of course, my dear Jack. Always."

He takes glass in hand, and takes a sip, watching Jack.

"You have been gone quite some time, however, my dear."

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