John finished his bath and smelled good with the scented soap and some other stuff.  He dressed in his best clothing which was much like his normal attire except it had the gold braid and brass buttons.  He looked at himself in the mirror and shugged his shoulders.  Not bad, he thought.  He then proceeded down the hill towards Morgan's place.  In the harbor he saw another ship arrive, but did not recgonize it.  It was not one of the usual ships that pulled in to Tortuga.  But if it was in the harbor, then it had the signals to the forts to allow them in.	He would check it out later.  At the moment he had a dinner to attend.  He arrived ahead of time as was his normal way.  He never liked being late so he always allowed time to get there early.  He was shown in and Morgan and Fleming were there.  Morgan had before dinner drinks ready to be poured.  One had a choice of Rum, Whisky, Brandy, or Wine.  Now whisky and brandy were something one didn't get at any tavern.  Those were comodities that were rare and hard to come by.  But Morgan had some and of course John had to have some brandy.<br/><br/>They stood there talking a bit, about the taking of the treasure ship and then of course aiding Captain Jenkins.  Morgan raised a brow at that and looked at John.  "Well it never hurts to have a few good words put in the Governor of Port Royal.  One never knows what may happen in the future and it is nice to be holding an Ace in the hole."  he grinned and Morgan laughed.  "Then also to have the same Captain that had captured her and bargained her to the Spanish, owe her a debt and the look on her face when he said it, was priceless.  The irony of Rose helping save him, his crew and his ship."  Now that Morgan could understand.<br/><br/>"I wish I could have been there to have seen that. "  Morgan laughed.  He looked at John with a new light, and it seemed that John was in his good graces at the moment.  They were notified that dinner was ready to be served and they all made their way to the dinning room.  They were seated and they awaited Rose to come down from her room.  When she did and entered all eyes turned to her.  What a shock it was to see her in a dress.  John could not help but stare as did Fleming.  He had only seen her in men's clothing.  They way she looked one would have taken her for a proper English Lady, or one from France, and not one that had grown up around pirates and men all her life.  When she asked "Haven't you seen a woman in a dress before?"  John grinned and stood up and gave her a slight bow and then pulled her chair out from the table.	As he pushed it in after she sat down in it, he leaned in and whispered.  "You look ravishing.  The dress does become you."  John took his seat again and he could see the pride and his approval of her being in a dress.