After leaving Claire in the capable hands of her friend (who doth protest far too much)and House to his continuing inventory of the pharmacy, Methos looked around for a potential patient who wasn't either sleeping/unconscious or under lover-ly supervision. On finding none - though the miraculously-healed Quentin's whereabouts escaped him - he decided to take a break in the cafeteria. A cold beer would go down very nicely, if he could find one.
Naturally, Sparrow was there.. and he'd found the rum. What joy.
"Well it certainly took you long enough," Methos smirked, gesturing towards the bottle. "Not so long to get drunk though, I see. I hope Jack isn't disturbing you ladies too much?"
The pair exchanged a wry look, seemingly more amused and disgusted by the pirate and his choice of clothes than anything else. Looking for beer while was allegedly still on duty probably wasn't the best idea though, given the contempt with which the newer arrival was glaring at the.. oh for goodness' sake, it was Captain bloody Morgan rum.
"I suppose it was too much to hope that you'd wait for a civilised hour before going on a drinking binge?" Methos looked at the clock grinned maliciously, snagging the bottle with greater speed than Sparrow could manage in this state. This might not be the old-style Navy, but he wasn't above using its traditions when it suited. "Noon, then. So the next muster for rum shan't be until the working day is done."
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Date: 2006-09-03 10:07 am (UTC)Naturally, Sparrow was there.. and he'd found the rum. What joy.
"Well it certainly took you long enough," Methos smirked, gesturing towards the bottle. "Not so long to get drunk though, I see. I hope Jack isn't disturbing you ladies too much?"
The pair exchanged a wry look, seemingly more amused and disgusted by the pirate and his choice of clothes than anything else. Looking for beer while was allegedly still on duty probably wasn't the best idea though, given the contempt with which the newer arrival was glaring at the.. oh for goodness' sake, it was Captain bloody Morgan rum.
"I suppose it was too much to hope that you'd wait for a civilised hour before going on a drinking binge?" Methos looked at the clock grinned maliciously, snagging the bottle with greater speed than Sparrow could manage in this state. This might not be the old-style Navy, but he wasn't above using its traditions when it suited. "Noon, then. So the next muster for rum shan't be until the working day is done."