Sands leaned over and whispered to the waitress as the waitress nodded taking down the order. Quickly as she had appeared she disappeared while Sands pulled out cigarette from his pack and lit it. Setting his cell phone down next to the lighter and cigarettes he leaned back on the chair looking out the window when he caught a glimpse of the two strangers and groaned audibly when they saw him and entered the restaurant.

Lia looked around and turned towards Sands when he heard him groan and smiled sweetly. "Oh there you are! We've been looking all over for you," she said from the door and loud enough for the whole restaurant to hear.

Sands rolled his head as he turned and looked at the nearest patron of the restaurant and mouthed, "Why me?" before he turned and leaned forward on his chair snuffing his cigarette out, "Great the Laurel and Hardy have arrived." he chided as he watched both Jack and Lia sit down at his table. "Why again are you bothering me? Isn't there enough goons on this rock to bother?"

Lia smiled again and said happily, "Nope afraid not. Besides you're the only goon who can help us. The less people who know about us, the better. Honestly, I wanted to look for someone else but Jack said we should just stick with you. And for the umpteenth time, which I don't know why, I'm listening to him."

"Because luv, as it were, I usually have a sense about such situations." Jack answered as he looked to the table and spied a glass of tequila. He motioned for it and Sands rolled his eyes and motioned for the Pirate to take the glass. Smiling Jack took the drink and slammed it down studying it. "Interesting."

Sands looked to Lia, "As much as I'm flattered, but I'm not usually a good choice." he said as the waitress returned with his dish and sat it in front of him, "Gracias." he told the woman and waved her away. "You see, sugarbutt, things tend to get a little dicey around me when I'm working. Savvy?" he answered smiling before putting his fork in the pork dish.

Lia looked at Jack and sighed then turned back to Sands, doing her best to ignore the sugary names. "That's all fine and dandy, but Sands, my friend, perhaps we can help you out? You know a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye? We help you, you help us. So what say you?" Lia looked at the dish for a few seconds before she looked back up at Sands and said, "What is that?" she was referring to the dish before she glanced at Jack who was contemplating whether or not he should try the drink. Lia shook her head and then turned her attention back towards Sands.

Sands laughed as he sat back on his chair and stabbed the pork a little more before looking up at Lia then answered sharply, "No."

Lia looked at Sands for a long time without saying anything, trying to keep her temper under control. "No?" Lia took in a deep breath, "Thank you so very much for your help, Sands. It's much appreciated!" Her breathing was coming hard as she felt the anger build up inside of her. Lia's blue eyes darkened slightly. "Great," she muttered to Jack. "I told you it wasn't the best idea to ask him."

Jack shrugged as he studied Sands who was busy eating, "Ye see, luv. How can we help if we don't know if he exactly needs help."

Sands nodded as he chewed and swallowed quickly pointing the fork at Jack, "You see that is exactly the kind of logic I like." He said as he looked down at the plate, "You don't know what I need and I don't know what you need so we are square and even. Wonderful doing business with you two."

Lia groaned at Jack's comment. Yet again he was the voice of reason. "Very well. Then how about you tell us what you're up to. And I think it would only take common sense to figure out what we need. Do I honestly need to tell you what me and Jack need? Though I'm trying to figure out if there is any other way to help us get back home, other then taking us back to the Bermuda. And even then we'd need to be there at the right time..." her voice trailed off as she sunk deep into thought.

"Bermuda?" Sands asked when he suddenly laughed, "You really are walking down the wrong street lady. I would think you would need the Coast Guard or something." He took another bit from his plate as he then lifted the glass of tequila to his lips. He looked up noting the sultry mood on the two's face. "What? You know the Coast Guard really is there to help."

Lia looked at him. "The Coast Guard? Are you not hearing what I'm saying? The fewer people that know about us the better. You being an agent and all should know that, should you not?" Her patience was wearing thin for this man and she was close to dragging her blade across his throat. The feeling slowly died away as she eyed Sands coldly. He posed to be quite an adversary of hers which if they were to work together would not at all end well.

Jack who was listening intently took a drink of the small glass when he looked at it after tasting the liquid raised a brow in satisfaction before slamming the rest of it down. "Most interesting." He said after a moment of feeling the burn down his chest, he put the glass down.

Sands picked up the bottle and brought it forth "If you like that," He told the Pirate, "Then maybe you want the worm?"

Jack furrowed his brow slightly as he stared at the small mealworm floating in the liquid. "No, thank you." He reared back as his tongue stuck out in distaste.

Sands chuckled, "I thought as much." Turning to the waitress that was beginning to walk by he snapped his fingers to her and motioned for the check to be brought to the table. He then looked to Lia, "First I doubt young lady that you would know what kind of work I do." He smiled then looked up to the waitress as she handed him the check. "Second, I doubt anyone would really care who and where you are from, in fact," He said as he signed the check and reached into his pocket and pulled out his sunglasses and placed them on his face, "I'm sure they would soon just better throw you in the loon house than help you out if you divulge in that you are not from this time period." He stood and nodded to Jack and smirked to Lia, "Now if you will excuse me."

Lia bit her lower lip and took in a deep breath. Oh yes, the agent was wearing on her nerves, they were thinning to the point of no existence. Jack looked over at her and shook his head; Lia paid no attention to Jack as she eyed Sands angrily. Lia stood up from her seat quickly and slammed her hands on the table, making the silverware jump and clatter. The restaurant went silent and Lia spoke softly to Sands, "It wouldn't kill you to tell us what you do, nor would it kill you to help us. I can tell that helping people is beyond your duties, but it never hurt anyone."

Sands studied the young woman for a moment, "Look I'm not in this for some charity event, I do what I do, that is all you need to know. Now as for help? Go to the Visitor Business Bureau you will get lots of colorful brochures of the best sites Mexico has to offer." Sands grinned and headed towards the door.

Jack shrugged as he watched the curious young man as he leaned forward to try and grab Lia to stop her but she moved faster than he could stop her. He raised his hands to his lips as he watched and softly said, "Please don't do anything stupid."

Lia took in a deep breath and ran after Sands. Jack shook his head and ran after her; he wrapped his arms around her waist as he caught up to her. Lia lunged forward and growled at Jack, "Let me go. I promise I won't do anything stupid..."

Jack looked at her and said softly, "Give me a good reason why I should trust ye, in the past ye've done the opposite of what ye said ye were going to do."

Lia lifted a brow and said in mock-hurt, "That hurts, Jack. It really does."

Jack lifted a brow. "I'm waiting for a reason, luv."

Lia heaved a sigh. "Alright, here's a good reason. I won't do anything you don't want me to do, why? Because I love and respect you far too much, now, please... Let me go."

Jack grinned. "Good reason. Alright, I'll let ye go but ye must first promise me that ye aren't going to throw a blade into his back."

Lia groaned. "I promise!" she hissed and Jack let her go. Lia ran after Sands, Jack sighed and ran after her. When Lia caught up she put a hand on his shoulder and spun him around. "Alright... Look, I can see you don't do charity, but please, help us. We need to get back home; you are the only one who knows that we are not from this time. Now you can choose to believe us or not, but we can't let anyone else know. I for one don't want to be placed into a home of insanity. Please, help us. Whatever you do I don't care, we'll help you. Please." Lia locked eyes with Sands, trying to see any sign of emotion through his dark sunglasses with little success.

Sands waited till she was finished, but he didn't answer considering that his eyes were suddenly searching the perimeter. He had noticed a movement upon the roof of a building and thought it odd when he noticed the weapon the man was carrying; it was the distinct mark of the Cartel. He tuned Lia completely out as she ranted to him about helping her as he reached into his jacket.

"Are you listening to me?" she asked frustrated when he suddenly grabbed a hold of her shoulder and shoved her to the ground, spinning around pulling his pistol and firing one single shot sending the would be assassin falling from his perch on the rooftop to the ground. Sands stood up and looked around as he drew a second Pistol from his jacket, "It's about to get a wee bit dangerous sugarbutt, can ya dig it?"