"Why change something already delicious?" he muttered to himself as she said she didn't think anyone would mind his taking the bottle. As if they had a choice. Ha!
"Why, m'lady, I always have a plan. Sometimes it takes a bit more drinking to get them planned out, and a crew of course, but I doubt Will and Elizabeth will be getting here any time soon. Those lovebirds and always late," he informed her a bit whimsically. "I've no thoughts of escaping, and most likely wont entertain such notions until you've run out of rum," Jack added decidedly.
"What of ye? Have you tried to escape?" he asked curiously.