Utterly Mad

Jolie didn't get much chance to think before the man he hired was already out of the room after spouting something about labs, this and that. Jolie locked the door and wandered in her own thoughts as her First Mate talked about something. Visually flustered, she sat down in her cushioned chair. The First Mate was talking an awful lot about barnacles, Jolie chimed in but on a different subject.

"You know, Matey, we've been doing this sailing treasure hunting thing for some time but...." She pauses with a sigh and sinks into her chair. "Let's face it, my speeches blough. I'm so embarrassed every time. You should've seen them looking at me! I bet I sounded like a fool." Jolie slumped over and dug her cheeks into her hands with the gun holstered.