"So you're saying this 'darkly clad hombre,'" began Will.
"Look, Turner," said Norrington. "We've already established that we're calling him 'the man in black.' If you're going to be in this fan fiction, pay attention!"
"As I was saying," said Will with a sharp glance at Commodore Norrington, "We must save them!" Will struck a very hero-boy pose.
"Can I go with you?" Michelle, who'd been eavesdropping from the secret hole in the wall she used to spy on Will, suddenly was on her knees before them, pleading.
"Does she have to?" whined Will.
"Darling," said Elizabeth. "Could I have a word with you?"
Elizabeth and Will Turner went a bit of a ways away from everyone else where they couldn't be heard.
"How could you say that, knowing her true love and sister are out there with someone who, coincidentally, bears a striking resemblance to Barbossa?"
"You think he's her true love? Dearest, are you blind?"
They both glanced over at Michelle, who, hands clasped together, was looking moony eyed at Will.
"Anyway," Will continued, "She's weird. She's totally freaking me out."
"Well, at least be nice. After this is resolved, you can talk to her."
"Fine..." muttered Will as they returned to the main grouping point of the room.
All the while, Governor Swann was at his desk, composing a letter.
"Butler Dude?" he said. "See that this is sent out. I think it's time to call in the old gang."
"Onward!" shouted Will as they prepared to depart.
"Let's get one thing straight, pretty-boy," said Commodore Norrington. "I'll be giving the orders on the little outing, okay?"
"Commodore, you make me laugh! Hahahahaha!" laughed Will as they trouped out the door into town with the setting sun before them.