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Because I commandeered it, mate!

[I had to...]

Oh, not you again!

What about the rest of you? Where's the rest of you? You're all after me--I have to hide it!

We were about t'say the same about you.

Tell me something.. [Swaggers over, eyes him up and down] ..how is you know, we're after you? P'raps you're the one after us!

But... *pauses, thinking this over, because very valid point!*

No! Wait! I asked you first! And the guilty doesn't ask about something he's taken, therefore drawing attention to the issue! So it's you after me!

Ah, but the guilty did ask why the rum was gone, thus making you guilty just the same, Capt'n. So, in fact, you ARE the guilty party because we're all drinking the rum!

It is unfair to play mind games with the slightly inebriated. I call shenanigans.

Wait! So if you are drinking the rum, doesn't that mean you've just admitted to your crime, then?

*grins*

You tell me you're in cohorts with that little girl and I'll wring you one.

what could I say? she has a nice ass...

I...

Although I appreciate a nice bottom as much as the next fellow, I really do... I could have gone without hearing those words.

Too late.

you already have.

I have, and it is not a thing you can unhear, mate.

no... it's not. 'mate'.

Did you look in the cabinet?

Of course I looked in the bloody cabinets! And under a pile of clothes and behind that tree and even inside my left boot, but it's not anywhere.

*...has to ask*

Why your left and not your right?

If I had to guess? Probably because you drank it all.

I did not, I--Well, I very well could have. Last night is--

I didn't! I know I didn't, so. No accuse!

How do you know you didn't? Can you remember everything you did last night?

--No!

But that's... not this point at all!

But it is. If you don't remember, then maybe you did drink it.

It is not, it just--oh, bugger.

I better not have. I'll hit me.

well... you see...

we had this drinking game.... and we needed rum.

*facepalms, physically*

I know as much as the next bloke the importance of having enough liquor whilst playing the games. But you couldn't have left some for your best friend Jack?

*pulls a flask out of her purse*

promise not to tell?

*crosses his fingers, right in front of her* I swear if you swear, love.

I swear. *grins and holds it out*

Nate likes to put it in my tea... I can smell it.

Oh, goody! *takes a giant swig*

In tea, of course, is one of the best ways of going about it. Nice and tricksy!

Because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable of men into complete scoundrels.

...You!

I know, being with a certain Sir William, that you have this overwhelming sense of do-gooder ravishing through your willy little system. But I beg of you, was it REALLY necessary to rid of it, Miss Swann?

I've never been described quite like that before, Jack... [smiles]

What if I were to say that it wasn't all gone?

You know you, Miss Swann, always in need in the most interesting of adjectives.

...How would you mean, if you were saying not all gone?

Precisely.

My guess?

Someone else got thirsty.

*smirks*

And I s'pose by someone, you may or may not mean yourself?

Speak now or forever hold your peace, but I must say, if you don't speak now, I am not afraid to hit girls. ...Yes, I am. But I can pretend I'm not.

*wrinkles her nose* I don't like rum.

It's just common knowledge that if a drink is no longer to be found... someone likely drank it. That someone could have been you and you just might not remember it. *giggles*

Ah, more of a wine sort of girl, are you, then?

Last time I didn't remember the night before, I woke up on a beach, naked, covered in rice pellets, and apparently married. It was an interesting time I'd not like to repeat. Doesn't mean it's kept me from drinking as much, naturally.

Champagne's nice too, from time to time.

That... sounds odd. Don't think I've ever been that drunk.

I would hope because you drank it all...

... Or did I?

See, I would think that the one who puts the thought into the other one's head is, in fact, the one who may or may not have done the thought in the first place. ...Savvy?

Would I be the one to have done the thought then or would it be you for making me question why the rum is gone in the first place?

Hmmm, good question. Never had it myself, but I'm sure it's... dandy. *pauses after using the word*

You sure someone you know didn't hide it, or... possibly drink it? You could be the guilty party as well. *grins*

Did you drink it all?

Sets a shot glass on the table.

YAY for cliches!!