Lookin' ta share a pint er two

[Silkie McDonough]

Okay ...I can't resist.

Wotever I likes on you? Mmmmm, let m'see ...

Saunters over to the lad

I likes a bit o'rum on m'lads!

She dunks her fingers into her tankard and splashes the lad!

[Dennis "the blue"]

Well I guess I sets meself up for that

[Silkie McDonough]

Wont m't clean it up lad?

[Dennis "the blue"]

Ya can if ya likes

[Silkie McDonough]

Silkie grabs an old damp bar rag from atop the bar and turns to Dennis

...reconsidering she places the stinky rag back on the bar

Tis a shame t' wast goode rhum Ifin I were more forward I'd b'kissin d'rum off buot since I nil know ya yet...

She pulls a fine linen handkercheif from her pocket and wipes the lad clean, gently kissing the last drop from his cheek.

[Red Cat Jenny]

Aye watch the lass Mr. Blue...she'll be plunderin yer heart as well as yer goods! Sly as well as enticing she be..

[Dennis "the blue"]

I thank ya there Red Cat. I were starting to lose meself thur. :)

[Boots MacGee]

I think he may 'ave lost it in his breeches, I seen him with a stripper once.

[Dennis "the blue"]

Now don'ts be tellen all them bad things on me. I might not be liven them down.

[Boots MacGee]

Ye may want ta giv'em that stinky rag now

[Dennis "the blue"]

Dennis "the blue" gets up from his seat and leaves for a few minutes, and returns to his stool like nothing happen.

So where was I

[Silkie McDonough]

Surry lad, didn't mean t'leave ya feelin blue.

She sits next to the man, produces a small silver flask, takes a swig, wiping her mouth with her sleeve she offers the flask to the new comers.

Pocheen?

[Dennis "the blue"]

Sorry me lady for the delay on my response. I don't mind if I do.

[Silkie McDonough]

M'gran da's recipe ...been in d'family fer years!

Offers the flask to Mister MacGee

So lads, like any good pirate ya just stumbeled in ere? Glad I am d'pub found ya!

So, wot events ave ya been ta? B'cause I'm looken t'find more round ere.

[Boots MacGee]

MacGee then takes the flask pressing his sea weathered lips to the mouth of the flask, and takes a deep swig, "Ahh, that'll about take the chill off me bones" MacGee then wipes the flask with his sleeve, and returns it to Silkie.

Bein close ta the PA Renn Faire, I visit there quite a bit. I used to go to some Scottish Irish (Irish Scottish dependin how ye look at it) festivals, and Highland games, but the biggest one in my area is no longer. I plan on goin ta the Pennsic Wars this year for first time, growin up in a kind of rural area I never new of such an event. Thats why I'm hopin ta hear from other pirates and be findin some new events.

[Silkie McDonough]

Well Mister MacGee ya should try the Celtic Classic in Bethlehem this year. September.

Celtic Classic

[Boots MacGee]

Looks like a good event ta be attendin. :) I may have ta pay a visit.

[Silkie McDonough]

Well dis past year I won the Traditional Irish Singin competition so ifin ya do come up fer jus a day yull ave to make it on the day uv d'competition.

[Dennis "the blue"]

Well Boots it looks like we got plans for September

[Boots MacGee]

But ye 'avent even 'eard me sing yet

MEE MEE MEE , I think I'll be needin another sip of gran da's recipe

[Dennis "the blue"]

I've heard you sing Boots, rather forgets it but it haunts me dreams. Maybe I'ds be doing some singing...... on tha other hand maybe nots. I'll just look around at the wenchs.

[Silkie McDonough]

Awwww lads. I hate t'break it to ya. Most o'd'wenches are dressed in street clothes ...fer some reason um tinken det wont b'a problem fer d'likes o'you!

Hands over the never empty flask of pocheen after hearing the ...notes that boots has flattened.

[Boots MacGee]

Boots then takes a hearty drink from the flask......

"Silkie me Lass, how bout warmin are ears, and hearts wit a shantie?"

[Silkie McDonough]

The lass blushes lightly.

I'm sorry t'say I nil know any shanties.

I'll sing ya "Jug o'Punch"

Silkie starts in the very unusual key of A flat but the fiddler is good and soon has transposed the tune to blend with the lass' tune.

[Jacky Tar]

"Silkie lass, ye need t' add a couple shanties t' yer repertoire; it's how Iron Bess, the song siren, recruits cabin boys!"