Jack Sparrow sat with his leg arched and a knife in his hand lazily picking at his golden tooth. His eyebrow arched as the devilish young beauty glared at him with excitement.
"Are you my birthday present?"
"Is it your birthday?" Jack grumbled as Anna began to pick up his compass and watch the arrow spin wildly out of control.
"Why yes it is Mr.…" Her face squinted into confusion.
"Captain Jack Sparrow at you service." Jack bounced up and bowed to Anna.
"Well, then, Captain Jacky! A pleasure it is to meet you!"
In an instant Anna glared at Jack from the end of a sword. Jack stepped back and somewhat gagged as he realized what she wanted to do. "Why do you remind me of someone?"
"On guard, Jacky!"
"Why should I, shrimp?"
Anna stamped her foot. "My mummy paid you to capture me and she paid you to act like a pirate so I wanna sword fight! I'll tell my mummy you're not doing your job!"
Jack only swaggered as he watched her in her steady pose. From the corner of his mouth he called out a name that Anna didn't recognize. "Gibbs!"
A pudgy and certainly dirty pirate ran down from the deck and burst into laughter at the sight of Anna's focused face and Jack's startled position. He acted as if he had a harsh cough after Jack eyed him with anger.
"Mr. Gibbs, take this spawn of Mrs. Turner on deck so when James arrives he knows she's safe. Keep her away from the rum, will ya?"