Jack and his crew entered Tortuga. Jack turned around to his crew at the entrance of the island. "Fellas," Ana Maria grunted. "And lady. Enjoy." With that Jack gave a gracious bow and the crew rushed past him. Jack stood up and put his hat on. He turned and walked down the street. Drunks were everywhere. Woman were pressing up against men, trying to offer their services for a "reasonable" price. Men were fighting and bickering in a drunken state over women and stupid things. Aye, things haven't changed. Jack thought to himself. He looked up at the sign of the building in front of him. "The Caribbean Mix" it read. Jack smiled and went inside.

Jack looked around the bar. Same as on the street except is was just inside. He went up to the bartender. "'xcuse me sir, I be orderin' some of that there rum." Jack said.
"Sir, what kind of rum would you like?"
"Umm, errr, plain I guess."
"Sir, would you like the Mexican Rum, the Caribbean rum, the Spanish rum..."
"I just be wantin' some rum mate, just plain ol' rum."
"Sir, you'll have to choose a kind..."
Jack was angry. All he had been wanting since the day Elizabeth burned the rum on that god-forsaken island was rum! He didn't want a certain kind; he just wanted some rum. "Listen, all I want is some bloody rum! I don't want no Spanish, nor Mexican, nor Caribbean; I just be wantin' some bloody damn rum!" Jack slammed his fist on the counter. The bartender was quite shocked. He murmured a "One minute please" and scurried off. He came back with some red liquid in a glass bottle. "Here you are, sir. Enjoy."
"Kindly" Jack muttered and took a swig of his drink. He looked about the bar. Gibbs had a woman teasing him below the belt while Ana Maria looked disgusted. Jack smiled. Bloody women. They were never satisfied.

10 drinks later

Jack looked around the bar. He felt so much better now that he had some rum in him. He whipped back around to the bartender. "More" Jack demanded. The bartender poured the last of the bottle into Jack's glass. Jack took a drink and suddenly felt a warm hand travel up the inseam of his leg. Jack turned to where the comforting hand was coming from. "Scarlet. Ye be lookin' mighty lovely these days."
"You keep me feelin that way." She purred. She leaned over a little so some of her cleavage showed.

Jack, not being one to miss anything, looked. "And ye be having some, rather improved scenery from what I seen last time."

Scarlet giggled. "Well, you are welcome to feel what has developed since you've been gone." Jack looked at her.

"Luv, ye know I can't be doin' anything with ye. Ye 'member what happened last time we had ourselves a little reunion." Jack slurred.

"Yes, but you must have forgotten what moves I had learned." Scarlet ran her hand over his broad chest. She leaned over and whispered in his ear. "Plus I have learned some rather, unique moves since you left."

Jack's eyes twinkled. "Well, by all means, ye be needin to see if they work." Jack grabbed Scarlet's hand.

Scarlet led him upstairs into a red beaded room. He fell on top her on the bed. He kissed her hard and demanded entrance to her mouth. She replied and opened her mouth. He knew these crevasses and this taste all too well. Yet he still explored, wondering if she had in fact chipped her teeth or anything. His hand slid up her leg while the other tugged at her dress. He grew quite angry because it wouldn't come off. He gave a hard yank. He ripped her. Scarlet giggled and stood up. She undid her dress and let it slide off her body. Jack pulled her to him and ripped her undergarments off. He pushed her onto the bed and laid on top of her. He grasped her breast in his hand and was about to ravish it with kisses when suddenly there came a banging at the door.

"Open up in there, you" The people said. "This is the Spanish Navy. Open up." Jack hurriedly hopped up and grabbed his effects. He tipped his hat on his head. "Sorry luv, but it's about time that I be needin' to move on." With that he went towards the window and climbed out of it. The balcony was a story in the air, and it would hurt like hell if he jumped. Then he noticed the rope hanging up Scarlet's curtains. He quickly undid them and pulled the rope out.

"Jack Sparrow! Get your ass back in here." Scarlet yelled.

Jack turned around and sighed. "Captain, luv, Captain Jack Sparrow." With that he took the rope and swung it over a wooden bar by the window. He slid down the wooden bar without any problems. But then he got stuck in a splinter. He looked below, if he jumped, he's land in a pile of manure. He looked around. He saw Scarlet pointing out the window to an officer while he looked out the window. The officer signaled his men and they left the room. "Bloody hell." Jack said and with that he jumped. The manure squished around him and he tried his best to get up. He ran down the street, running into all kinds of people. Two men tried to stop him.

"Excuse me sir, have you seen this girl." They held up a wanted picture.

"No, no I haven't now if you'll excuse me." He tried to go by them but they held on.

"Please take this, if you see her please tell us." Jack took the poster and ran off down the street. Suddenly a shot was fired, landing right on the ground behind Jack. Jack didn't stop he kept running. It wasn't until, he reached the docks did he actually turn around. The navy was too close. Jack ran towards his ship. He climbed aboard and found that the whole crew was already there and while he was climbing, had already set sail.

Gibbs reached a hand out and Jack took it. Gibbs heaved Jack up. "We saw the Navy enter the bar and knew we be needin to leave and set sail. Sorry we didn't reach ye in time, but we figured ye knew how to take care of ye self. I took the liberty of getting the pearl ready. I said it once, and I be sayin it again; 'tis bad luck to bring a woman aboard." Gibbs looked over at Ana Maria.

Jack smiled. "Gibbs, ye don't know how much I be needin a bath about now." And with that Jack walked into his cabin leaving Ana Maria yelling at Gibbs.