[pulling Up To Another Ship To Attack]

Jim: I'm not a bad guy!

Jim: It's me! [rips off disguise]

Oluwande, who helped them into the disguise: [gasps in shock]

Oluwande: Oh, right, I forgot for a second.

Oluwande: Whenever Jim is mad at me, I tighten the lids on all the jars so they have to get help from me.

[glass breaks in the background]

Oluwande: It hasn't worked yet, but it'll happen.

[as ghost hunters]

Oluwande: I think a ghost just grabbed my ass!

Ghost: It wasn't me, it was Jim.

Jim: what the fuck dude

Blackbeard: Gotta keep it profesh, you know?

Izzy: Yes, because that's what all professionals do: they call it 'profesh.'

Fang: Comin' outta my cage and I been doin' just-

Izzy: FUCK

[group chat]

Black Pete: I'm tired of all you fake Ratatouille fans thinking the rat's name is Ratatouille.

Frenchie: Please, I only said that once.

Jim: It's 3AM. Fuck OFF.

Lucius: Pete with the right opinions as always.

Stede: THE RAT'S NAME ISN'T RATATOUILLE?!

[Stede has been removed from the chat]

Black Pete: I've had it.

Stede: Is he always like this?

Blackbeard: Oh, yeah, you shoulda seen The Great Jenga Tantrum of 1710.

Izzy: IVAN BUMPED THE TABLE AND YOU KNOW IT.

[at the store]

Ed, getting ready to pay: Is it a swipey swipe?

Stede: No, it's a chippy chip.

Izzy, behind them: UGH

Ivan: We gotta distract these guys.

Izzy: Leave it to me.

Izzy, to the Revenge Crew: Centaurs have 6 limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss.

The crew: [immediately starts arguing]

Ed: [deep sigh]

Ed: [takes off cowboy hat and plops down in the dirt]

Ed: [starts filling his cowboy hat with little rocks]

Ed: Feelings, huh?