Jack frowned. He liked red – he really did – but he just… It didn't look right on her. He couldn't explain it because if asked what his favourite colour on her was he would automatically have said red.
But no. Apparently not. He frowned up at her as she imposed on his vision.
He looked left and right and noted people glancing at him then at her with queasy looks on their faces.
Red really didn't suit her.
He frowned. And the name.
The Red Pearl.
It didn't have a very pirate-y ring to it.
He sighed and shook his head.
He signalled to the men around him to draw the sails in and remove them from his beloved ship.
"Back to the drawing board then…" he murmured as he staggered into his cabin.