Jack dipped his head and observed Booth as if looking at him over a pair of glasses which he was not wearing, nor had the need for. He smiled without teeth, having heard a trail of 'pirate' nearly every day he'd been as his stubbornness refused him to wear anything other than his most favourite clothes. Most days, he didn't mind the admiration. Okay, so he loved the attention, who was he to kid?
"That I am, mate. A captain no less. A pirate lord at that!" Yeah, that's right, Jack was hyping himself up, proud to boast. "And what about you? Are you anything...different?" Because special would sound rude though he hoped the man would catch his drift.