Clay had really outdone himself. He had prepared beef steaks, and put with it just about every other piece of food left on the ship, barring what was reserved for the journey back. However, although no one had mentioned it, every one was thinking it. It would be very possible that they would not all be there on the journey back.
But no one had mentioned it, and no one was going to. They all knew that this may be their last meal all together, and they were determined to enjoy it.
"And here's Savannah!" Jack exclaimed when she entered, "We'd begun to think you'd forgot us luv," Savannah took a seat next to Will,
"As if I could." She tested him. Jack only grinned,
"Aye luv, what were I thinking?" Rosaline had joined them at Jack's request, and was sat between him and Ana Maria, where she had thought she would be most comfortable.
"Mr Clay, all of this food looks positively delicious," Elizabeth complimented. Clay's eyes kept flicking to Marti when he spoke, which every one except Marti seemed to have noticed.
"Why thank ye, Elizabeth," He accepted, "It did take me all bloody afternoon." Jack raised his glass in a toast,
"To the voyage, and the best crew I've ever sailed with." He said. Every one else raised their glasses to the middle,
"To friendship," Elizabeth said. "I know it sounds cheesy, but without it, we wouldn't have got this far."
"To Bill," Marti clinked her glass to the middle,
"To the future." Savannah added.
"Aye," Everyone agreed, and drained their drinks. Savannah put her glass down first,
"I have an idea." She told them. Some people looked worried, but Jack looked intrigued,
"What's that then?"
"I have a game we can play."
"Savannah, not in public," Jack teased her, "I'm sorry, but you missed your chance." Savannah looked at him, and then ignored his comment, and the fact that Clay was sniggering annoyingly,
"It's not that sort of game captain. This one you don't have to part with any money to take part in." She smiled triumphantly, and Jack gave in,
"Alright miss smarty pants, out with it."
"It's something I was taught in school. To get to know a group of people. It has occurred to me that not all of us know each other that well. What every one must do, is place their right hand in the middle of the table. Either in a fist, or a palm. Then, the minority each have to tell a secret, or something about themselves that some or all of the crew do not know." Ana Maria laughed,
"Do we really want to know all of Jack Sparrow's secrets?" She cringed. But every one looked set to join in.
"Alright then," Savannah said, "On the count of three, make a palm or fist. One, two, three," Every one's hands shot out, and each person was hurriedly counting the amount of hands,
"Clay changed it!" Marti yelled, and giggled hysterically as he kicked out under the table at her.
"It's fists," Gibbs told the table, there are more palms. Clay, Elizabeth, Ana Maria and Conch groaned inwardly, and Marti rounded on Clay first.
"Come on Clay, tell us something we don't know." She was thoroughly enjoying the activity. Clay rose to the challenge.
"Alright then," He said, "Over this voyage, I have had a total of six sex dreams. All about you." Marti screamed,
"Ewwww! Ew, ew, ew!" She shook herself, "You disgusting… ew!" Every one laughed at Marti's expression, and Clay looked amused, but also embarrassed, and amazed he had admitted it so readily. "Moving swiftly on," Marti said, her eyes closed and her face screwed up, trying to rid herself of the mental image Clay had created.
"Me." Elizabeth said. "Well, I don't know. I could say something very trivial. Because none of you really know me."
"How many times did Will shag y' on yer weddin' night?"
"Martina!" Elizabeth's face went red like a tomato.
"I'm sure we'd all be happy to know that one," Jack grinned, "Come on Elizabeth, it's all in the name of fun luv,"
"Oh, easy for you to say," Elizabeth threw back. She covered her face with her hands, and shouted out a number,
"Five!"
"Bloody hell,"
"At it like rabbits!" Marti collapsed in a fit of giggles, and even Savannah started to laugh. Elizabeth buried her face under her husband's arm.
"Next person!" Her muffled voice called out,
"Ana Maria," Savannah said, "How convenient." Ana Maria looked genuinely terrified about what might come out.
"What went on with you and our dear Captain not so long ago?" Clay pushed. Ana Maria was smiling, but not in a way that said she was going to answer. Jack pointed a finger at his first mate,
"I giv ye special permission t' avoid that question," He told her, "An' I can have Clay thrown over board later if ye'd like." Every one laughed, and Clay realised that she wasn't going to answer.
"Alright then, a less 'sex centred' question," Will offered, "Let's hear about how you ended up on Tortuga the first time we met." Ana Maria was happier with this question,
"That's easy," She said, "I was there for a short visit, and whilst I was on the mainland, someone," She looked pointedly at Jack, "stole by boat. My brand new boat, that I commandeered all by myself, and then he sailed it to England and sunk it." She turned away from Jack, who was fighting the urge not to laugh, "So when you met me, I had no choice but to be on Tortuga. Thanks to our dear captain." Savannah looked in the direction of Jeremy Conch, who was not looking happy about answering what ever question was thrown his way,
"Has my daughter been involved with any members of the male gender?" Conch looked shocked, and every one else amused,
"She's ten years old," Ana objected, "Why would she…"
"She's Savannah's daughter," Marti reminded her friend, "Takes after her mother." Savannah's eyes flicked from Conch to Marti,
"Excuse me." Marti grinned, annoyingly,
"Come on then, give the woman an answer," Jack urged Conch, who looked torn between his fear of what Elena would do to him, or that of her mother's. But, the immediate threat was sat opposite him, so he decided to answer the question.
"I've seen her with quite a few boys," He admitted, "But she doesn't have a boyfriend, and I shouldn't think there's that much opportunity for her to get up to no good. After all, she's only just left the convent, and her school now is quite strict." Savannah looked pleased.
"Good."
"Savannah, you can't use this as an excuse to find out secrets about your daughter," Will objected, "It's not fair." Savannah looked defeated,
"Fine, I won't," She said, "But I couldn't resist."
After every one had finished talking, Will, this time, gave the count for hands to shoot into the middle. Marti collapsed in a fit of giggles when she saw hers was the only fist.
"Oh no! I don't like this game!" Several members of the crew suddenly had very evil looks on their faces, and Marti buried her face in her hands, "Oh god help me!"