[Ellie listens with bright eyes and the type of excitement she thought she'd left behind somewhere in her younger years, a smile on her lips as they work through their beers. Sam's a great storyteller. She asks the right questions, gasps at the right parts, and can sense that Sam's leading up to something big, here.
And when he gets to the point, there's no letdown from her. She grins hugely at him, her chin in her hand.]
You found motherfucking Libertalia.
Wait, so what about the treasure, was it actually there?
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And when he gets to the point, there's no letdown from her. She grins hugely at him, her chin in her hand.]
You found motherfucking Libertalia.
Wait, so what about the treasure, was it actually there?