Jax took the bottle of course, from the First Mates hands. There was something slightly fascinating about the way she gracefully, easily, toss the bottle back and drank. It was rough and tough even a full swig and yet Jax could not help but notice the curve of her neck, the swirl of her wrist, the shape of her lips as she slipped her tongue out to catch the lingering rum. 

For the first time ever Jax thought about his own form as he aimed the bottle to his mouth. Would she watch him? Most likely not. She was irritated. She didn’t want his company and to be stranded here with him was not at all how she dreamed of a night off duty. Tough break sea witch, Jax thought as he took two drinks. The first was very slow , tilting the bottle only slightly, and then in exaggeration slurping the rum. He lowered the bottle and then took another tip, fast and hard more like the one she took before she offered. 

“Off duty of course, as two sailors is all, two …” He almost said men and he smiled as he paused, “waiting with rum what is it you do when you feel the warmth of a good drink and a fair night to let go, to let loose? What do you do for fun, Doctor Beauchamp?” He did not give her wide grin as he handed the bottle back. He did not expect her to really answer him. Still he did want to know. And try as he might he made his question not carry all the tease and innuendo usually smartly laced inside. He tilted is head and tried to imagine her in some pose of real relaxations. 

But just as he was thinking of that boots thumped down steps and before Jax could lift his eyes from his drinking mates face, the sound of their Captain filled the silent room. All of the sincere atmosphere Jax had worked to place shattered into a grim as their commander tossed about his own well placed tantalizing words of views and stars. 

“Well,” Jax snickered, “Pull those pants back up and get ready to lose them again, my man.” He gestured to the table with a grin. “But let it be known, in my many sit arounds, it is the one with the keen eyes and straight lips,” Jax nodded his head toward the first mate, “who often leave with the rewards.” He looked back to her and smiled with a tease again, “Maybe not the fun, I know I will have, but the rewards none the less.”