Jack kicked his feet in the water, he had adjusted to the coolness of the water already. He took a swig of the rum, and peered over at the woman who had just settled down beside him. She was dressed in what appeared to be modern day clothing, and she looked rather nice. Jack, on the other hand, was still dressed in his usual pirate clothing. He refused to look the part of pirate-turned-not-pirate. He liked his clothes.
"Hello, my dear." He took another swig from the bottle before setting it between the two of them. It was the closest he would get to actually offering Elizabeth the bottle of rum. Though he was, in fact, offering Elizabeth the bottle of rum.
"I want to go home, love." He sighed softly, and peered over at Elizabeth. While he didn't particularly mind being here in Maine, it definitely wasn't the Caribbean. "I have no idea."