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[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

The Commodore is in Milliways again. It's been a while. Come say hi.

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[acerbic-peach.livejournal.com]

"Yes, well." Gillette frowns. "He wasn't any less irritating than usual. If he'd desist in asking such personal questions, I'd be inclined to tolerate him more."

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

"If you find you cannot tolerate him, Lieutenant, I can only suggest you avoid him while in this place. To avoid any temptation to break the rules, you understand."

[acerbic-peach.livejournal.com]

"I never said I couldn't tolerate him," says Gillette defensively. "I only wish he'd stop asking me about sensitive matters. Even if I needn't answer, it's still unforgivably rude of him."

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

"Well, he never claimed to be a gentleman."

[acerbic-peach.livejournal.com]

"True," Gillette murmurs. "Does he do the same sort of thing with you, though, sir, or does he reserve the worst of it for me? He seems to like you quite well enough."

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

"It has been known. The easiest way to stop him is either to refuse to answer outright, or to give him a partial truth. He tends to be satisfied with that."

[acerbic-peach.livejournal.com]

"I see." Well, Sparrow hadn't been satisfied by either method last time they'd talked. "Thank you, sir."

[scourgeofpiracy.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome, Lieutenant."

[ooc: sleep for me now. sorry.]

[acerbic-peach.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Remarkably good timing, actually. :) G'night!]

Gillette nods, distracted by a commotion at the other end of the bar. "Yes. Well, sir, it was a pleasure to see you again, but I must excuse myself..."