Will and Tara walk into the kitchen. Will pulls out a chair at the table and sits while Tara pours the leftover tea into two cups.
Will: So…that was kind of scary. Does she do that often?
Tara looks up at him.
Tara: What, that coughing episode she just had? Yes, that scared me too. That was more severe than any of her previous ones.
She returns to the tea, but Will continues to look at her.
Will: You're a good person, looking after her and all. I'm sorry I couldn't come and help til now.
Smiling, she brings the two cups over to the table and sits across from him.
Tara: Oh don't mind at all. You had your reasons for not coming. But I must say I am a bit jealous. You were all the way in the Caribbean, having adventures with the infamous Jack Sparrow. How was he like?
Will stopped drinking and set his cup down.
Will: Jack Sparrow? YOU want to know about Jack Sparrow?
Tara: Well, yes. I've heard so much about him and his heroic tales.
Will looks up at the ceiling and back at Tara.
Will: Every time! What is it about Jack Sparrow that captivates women so much, hmm?
Tara: What are you even talking about?
Will: What does Jack have that I don't have?
Tara: Well, I don't know. Jack seems to have those qualities that women find appealing. He's tall, dark, and handsome.
Will scoffs.
Will: And what am I? I am just as tall as Jack, the sun has tanned my skin just as it has his, and I don't know about the handsome factor but I think we are about equal in that category as well.
Tara laughs a little at his answer.
Tara: Maybe, women like him because he's…I don't know…dangerous?
Will: Well, little does the world know, but I'm dangerous too. I mean…I've been in dangerous situations. I've risked my life countless times all for the love of a…
He stopped himself. He was crossing into dangerous territory.
Tara: For the love of a what?
Will shrugs it off and resumes drinking his tea.
Will: Never mind. It's nothing. Just…nothing.
Tara: My apologies.
Will: You're all right. It was my fault…but anyways, you would you pick?
Tara: I beg your pardon?
Will: If you had to choose between me and Jack, who would you choose?
Tara looked down at her empty cup and then looked back at Will.
Tara: Will, I have some things I have to do around the house. I really should get going.
She got up, about to leave, when Will grabbed her arm.
Will: I wouldn't have gotten mad if you said Jack, you know.
Tara: That's good to know, but I wasn't going to say Jack.
Will raised an eyebrow.
Will: You…weren't?
Tara: No, I just wanted to save you the embarrassment when your cheeks turned as red as an apple.
He let go of her arm. She gave him a teasing smile as she took both their cups and walked off. Will watched her walk away, smiling to himself.