Jack grits his teeth and makes grabbing noises with his hands as he's shoved away, he mutters under his breath, "Damn!"
He plasters a big, somewhat fake grin on his face, still eying the pretty shiny.
"Smell, what smell? I don' smell a thing! You must be imagining things! I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, mate! Nice to meet you! You look a bit rumpled, need a hand?"
Steps forward delicately, still smiling and eying the necklace, though this time not so openly. He darts a look between the uppity man's face and the necklace, flittering his hands about as he speaks and swaying back and forth, either ignoring or missing the sparkly man's condescending tone.