The Undercover Journalist(Jones Sparrow and WhiteLily)

[WhiteLily]

"Hmm..." Clara thought, resting her head on his chest, "When I went to my aunt's house in the country. She owns a vineyard and the house is incredibly old." She smiled at the memory, "I used to pretend it was a palace and I was the princess. What about you? Favorite childhood memory?"

[Jones Sparrow]

Jones thought, and when he thought of it he gave a laugh. "When I was 8, all I ever wanted was a go kart that you raced downhill... I asked for it for my birthday, Christmas, Easter... But my single dad working three jobs to feed me couldn't afford one..." He smiled at the thought. " so he did the next best thing. We built one home made by ourselves. It was a piece of garbage, but I was thrilled, and proud."

"So we went to a steep street. Everyone had new slick well built machines, and here comes me and my dad with... This." He laughed. "My dad was proud at me for not caring, and the first time he pushed me downhill it literally fell apart." He laughed again, loving that memory, and how his dad made the best of jones' childhood with little money.

[WhiteLily]

Clara smiled, able to visualize a young Jones and a man who looked like him now building the rickety go kart. She saw the serious look on little Jones' face as his father pushed him up the hill. Almost laughing out loud, Clara sat up, one leg on either side of Jones, "Okay my turn. If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be?"

[Jones Sparrow]

Jones smiled as he felt her legs squeeze against his sides. "I would be in the bed with a beautiful Italian woman in Venice..." He opened his eyes and placed his hands on her hips. "Oh look, I'm already here..." He said with a sense of sarcastic surprise.

[WhiteLily]

Clara rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile, "You need to ask me a question now," She reminded him, letting her hands travel everywhere they could touch.

[Jones Sparrow]

"How about... Favorite meal you could possibly eat." He said, enjoying the feel of Clara's fingertips to around his body.

[WhiteLily]

"Oh that's easy!" Clara closed her eyes, "Pizza, just pizza." She laughed, "I'm really a fat person in a skinny body, I love food so much!"

[Jones Sparrow]

Jones laughed. "Amore, You haven't tasted perfection until you've had a home made hamburger, with some fries, and an ice cold coca cola. A true American delicacy." He said with a smile.

[WhiteLily]

"How can you say that when you've had Guillermo's pizza, my love?" Clara tickled Jones, "That right there is pure heavenly bliss."

[Jones Sparrow]

"Guillermero's pizza was great, but it has nothing on my grill and my cooking abilities." He said with a laugh. He wasn't that ticklish, but Clara seemed to hit all the spots he had. "You are lucky I won't declare war on a lady... Especially a blind one who can't see where I will strike." He said with another laugh as she hit another spot