Rosarita Montoya

A littel voice en mi cabeza cantos, "Dillard, Dillard... Dillard." Yo soy dreaming, and Yo soy giggling. "Espere un minuto, mi es no un giggler," mi mummer. Mi sees de hombre Dilliard, en his hamaca. I want to kiss heem. No... dis es no dreama, dis es a nightmare!

Senorita Silkie poked her cabeza en a de galley. Mí invito her en. She keeps tanking mí an tanking mí. I esplained dat wee chicas hab got tu stick tugether. Reímos (how ju say... laugh) about Dillard. Silkie esplain dat heem afrayed of her. Mí tell ella dat mi tink heem afrayed de mí tu!

Señor Navarro says, "Rosarita, jou es good kook. Señor Tar kneeds another kook a bordo de Relentless." Estoy aqui, "Pero... witch sheep es de Relentless?"

Mi turn tu de hombre, "Señor jou be numero uno on mi lista aftar señor Jacky e Inigo naturalmente. Hasta la vista!" Mi struted pas de chicas at de cantina, en xit de pub.

"Muchas gracias señor! Oh, Jacky mi like heem, dis hombre tinks mi es mysterious en beautiful wooman. Inigo did jou here wot dis hombre hab tu sa!" Mi buscar por que no buen esposo, Inigo. (In broken English: Mi luke por dat no good husban, Inigo.)

I sea Jacky es back, "Who es jou sleepy amigo, Jacky?" Mi pull a chair nex tu de tabla, en seat down. "Jou hab ben gone, no? Dis hombre, es wid jou?" Jacky sez heem jus meat dis hombre, e de hombre nods hes cabeza (butt I tink heem es sleeping). Mi smile tu de chicas, at de cantina, day no smile at mi... hummph!

Before Jacky, can except a mint, Rosie takes a seat at his table. With her back to Ransom, she strokes Jacky's chin, "Mi no reconocer jou Jacky. Jou shaved por de pirate chicas?" She smiles and lifts his tankard to her lips.

Rosie glares at Ransom, "No, we hab seex cheeldrens; we been over dis Fal... Ransom!" She looks at the cheesehead hat and drops it on the bar. "Ultima moda... Hmmph! Mi no tink so." "So Inigo mi find jou flirting wid de pirate chicas, otra vez!"

The wind blows open the door of the Pub. A sea soaked silhouette of a perfect female form is standing in it. Her dark wet tresses cascade over her shoulders, and a gleaming aztec medallion (or is it a coin) hangs from a chain, around her perfect neck. She speaks in a thick Spanish accent, "Jes mi no, how heem es spending eternidad. Heem es spending eternidad wid mi!" Gasps can be heard... Rosie has returned...

They reach the booth and begin to drag Rosie out of the booth. "Please Inigo do somting. Jou wan mi out of jou lifes, fin. But, not like dis. Don't let dem take de sheep of jou dreams too!" Rosie breaks free for the moment. Kicks Hank in the groin, grabs her whip to keep the other three at bay. Jacky breaks a rum bottle against the back of Izzie's head. This gets her attention and she throws him out an open window. Pepe tries to tackle Izzie, and he is thrown out the same window. Rosie is not going down without a fight. She wraps her whip around Izzie's neck and trys to strangle her. Izzie tries to get Rosie to release the whip...

"Inigo I aim sorry! Pero estos ultimo dias!" "Elvira combs to de pub an tells mi she going to hab de Cardinal nulo hour matrimonio. She say jou owe her monies, an she es taking de casa. De ugly step cheeldrens beat an tie mi up!" "I go to see jou cussin de priest, an heem sez Elvira signs documentos, dat sez de sheep belongs to de church!" "I see jou on a beech wid Capitan Siren, mio English es terrible, an I tink jou sez Siren is muy caliente. Witch she is!" "If we no un matrimonio, den Elvira can sell mi an hour seex cheeldrens to Capitan Sterling!" Rosie slumps into Inigo's booth and begins to weep.

Rosie enters the pub through the back door. She makes her way to the lost and found box behind the bar; where, she retrieves her whip and picks up a serving tray. Hiding her face with the tray she walks to the booths in the back of the pub. He sees Inigo smiling at Elvira, and she spots a dagger stuck in the side of the booth. She quickly pulls the dagger and places the tip against Inigo's throat. "While dos Hoarse Men of de Alpaca Lips beat me, jou folick on de beech wid Capitan Siren?" (see 'You in yar garb')

"Inigo! Jou drunken cheeldrens nearly kill mi an jou arr frolicking wid Siren on de beech?" "Where es mi whip?"

Rosie bristles and turns to see her former mistress and the brute squad. She doesn't look as surprised to see Elvira, as Elvira is to see her. "No Señora, I aim not empleared here. Why arr jou seeking work?"

"Ransom, jou were in Pilates class, no? I had mi first Montoya bebe when mi es jus fifteen. Mi still es under thirty; so, gracias a Dios, nada es fallen yet!"