She was certainly getting the feeling that within this 'city' she was the one dressed funny, and was a horrible sore thumb. It was like going to Singapore all over again and having to change her entire wardrobe. This time she would not change a thing, and she wouldn't be confused with a crazy sea goddess or whatever Calypso had been. Elizabeth stared at the man who greeted her with a yo ho ho. It really was what Pirates were known for weren't they? That bleeding song that she'd sang as a girl.
"You know, not many pirates actually yo ho anything. It's just made up. Though once they hear a song with it in it they tend to love it and sing it whenever they can. A pirates life for me." She raised her glass and downed it with only the smallest of winces. She set the glass back on the bar. "Another, if you will." She mentioned to the tender, and another was poured and more paper was taken.
Paper. Ha.
"Something you wanted, sir?" Elizabeth glanced back to the man who had been pointing his bottle at her.