Jack called for Will, but he didn't answer. He was watching the depressed crew come up from the hold. Jack went over to Mr. Gibbs and told him not to allow anyone down in the hold, or to go near the prisoner. Prisoner? Curiously, Will slipped below deck and made his way to the cell hold. Tori lay on the platform suspended from the wall, with her head lolling off the edge and her eyes closed.

She heard the almost inaudible sound of footsteps and sighed.

"Have you come to torment me?"

The footsteps ran over to her cage and Will grabbed the bars staring inside.

"Jack, you can just…."

"Tori! What are you doing in here!"

"Will!" Tori opened her eyes and saw an upside down figure of Will grasping the cell bars."

She sat up and spun to face him. Her face broke into a smile and she went over to the bars. "What are you doing down here!"

"I can spring you from here! I think I can take these pins…" Will examined the hinges in disbelief, his fingers searching for a weakness. "Whomever built these meant to keep their prisoners." He acknowledged begrudgingly.

"Yes," Tori answered distractedly,

"I think I can still get you out, if I just file the ends of the pins off here," Will decided, though uncertainly.

Tori laid a hand on his wrist to stop him.

"Where would I go?"

"Jack won't remember why you're – why are you in here?"

"It's a long story." She replied ruefully. "You should ask him to tell it to you in his fabricated ways. With lots of hand gestures and elaborated events. But he'll remember. Trust me, he's not as stupid as he looks." The hatch slammed and Will jumped. Tori eyed him critically. "You're not supposed to be down here, are you?"

"Jack never specified." Will answered defensively

"You know, you're an awful liar." She commented with a grin. "Best get out of here."

The hatch closed loudly, and heavy bootsteps descended down the stairs.

He opened his mouth to say something and shut it again. He started to leave, and turned back to her. "I'll get you out of there," He promised, and ducked out.

Tori sighed and sank back onto the bench, leaned against the cell wall and closed her eyes.

"No miraculous escapes this time captain?" Jack asked incredulously as he walked in.

Tori didn't even open her eyes. "No bars can hold me Sparrow. These are no exception."

"Alright love, enough fun and games." Jack leaned in close to the bars. "Where's the star?"
Tori swung her legs over the side of the bench, and with her back still to her captor, she pulled a bandana she had stolen from him and tied it over her hair. "I grow rather tired of this question, Jack."

"What's it worth to you? It's just a trinket we need and you don't. I'll pay you whatever you ask." He begged, and put his hands together as though he were praying.

Tori laughed cynically. "You can't meet my price Sparrow. Not with all the riches in London.

"What about London and France?"

Tori whirled about and pointed accusingly at him. "You still haven't told me why! Why you're chasing this charm about the oceans, why you're risking your life for it." Then she smirked. "You didn't even win it. You claim no ownership."

"Bloody hell woman!" Jack groaned. "What do I have to do for this trifle eh? Dance the flamenco?" He wriggled his hips and flailed his arms a bit.

"No," She replied, a slow smile spreading across her face. Jack watched her a little apprehensively. "It needs to be won. In a duel. Mono a mono."

Jack could feel the bet, and rubbed his grimy hands together. "And if you win this time?"

Tori's eyes blazed and she glared at him. "When I win again," she stressed, "I go free at the time, place and means of my choice."

Jack shrugged. "It shall be as milady commands." He agreed. He tipped his hat, and with an extravagant bow, he backed out of the door. "Enjoy our hospitality." He tossed back as a parting shot. As he vanished she heard him calling Will to his side.