Jane grabbed Kailey's arm so she was looking her square in the eyes. "Jack Sparrow happened, love." Lisa raised an eyebrow. "Damn, you're weird. Just how much sex have you had?" But she was spared from answering that question as the remaining four boys arrived at the table. Nick held out his hand to Lisa, expressive green eyes studying her. "I've got drinks up at the bar-," Lisa began to shake her head, but he cut her off. "and if you're not much of a drinker, I'm pretty good company myself, with or without alcohol." Lisa shook her brown curls attractively and took his hand. They waited as Christian, a darkly attractive man who resembled a young Hannibal Lector, walked up to Annie and simply said, "Hello." Annie stood up, smoothed her skirt, and took his arm. "Alcohol?" she asked. "Of course." Then Roger began to approach Jane. "Hullo, Jane. Just curious if you'd like-," A shadow fell across the table, and she looked up, but the figure was standing directly in front of a light; Jane could not see who it was. "If you don't mind-," the man said in a familiar accent. "-Roger, I'd appreciate it if you'd leave this lovely alone and entertain yourself elsewhere." Jack took her hand in his, and raising it to his lips, kissed each finger affectionately. "She's taken." Roger's face fell, but there was nothing Jane could do; Jack Sparrow was licking her fingers. So Roger turned to Kelli, who had thus far been staring off after Will's exit, and began to ask her if she'd care for a drink, but then Will returned from an opposite direction. "Not your day, is it?" he asked contemptuously, raising Kelli out of her chair and capturing her lips in a kiss. Roger was absolutely crestfallen, so Kailey stood up and held out her arm. "I'll come with you." She said with a sympathetic shrug. They began to walk off as the remaining four of us heard Kailey mutter, "Jesus Christ!" Jane looked up. Annie was dancing on the stage, taking off her top while rock music played in the background. Jane laughed slightly, and Jack takes hold of her chin, guiding it toward his lips. "Something funny love?" he asks in a smooth, seductive tone. Jane can hardly remember why she laughed. He leans in to kiss her, but a puzzled look comes across his face. He looks up, still holding her chin. "Will, where's my drink?" Jane grabbed his shoulders and kissed him.