Joseph stared at the barely touched froth that peered over the edge of his own mug. Drinking in the morning, a quirk of Piper's that he'd never adjust to. It just felt so wrong. He quickly took up the excuse of paying attention to another sailing joke, but couldn't help but grin lopsidedly at her enthusiasm regardless. The man pivoted sideways in his seat, his left arm braced on the counter of the bar, while the left took up place on his hip. He knew this one, or one like it. He'd heard every sailor joke a thousand times over. [color=6ecff6]"...Brown trousers."[/color] He spoke in sync with her, which at least earned more of a smile, which eventually bubbled into a quiet laugh. Old as these jokes were, Piper's demeanor rarely failed to life his spirits.

[color=6ecff6]"Ha. Only once."[/color] He lied. [color=6ecff6]"Most folks tell their jokes to amuse their company, not themselves, y'know."[/color] He waggled his brows at her and gave her a prod at the shoulder, before he reclined right back. One leg slipped from his stool as he turned out to face the rest of the tavern. He was growing restless, something his companion had no doubt grown used to over the years. Near every night in the Ugly Mug didn't exactly leave him craving more. The morning crowd was equally disappointing, barren save for a few select, miserable individuals. He hoped they weren't like them. No, he knew they were. 

As Piper's empty mug went down, he peered over to her hopefully. He hoped she didn't fancy seconds today. He could barely keep down one in the morning, two dragged him down for a day and half a night over. He flicked a look over to his own drink, only half-touched. [color=6ecff6]"...But I've hardly touched mine."[/color] His tone oozed sarcasm, and he gave her a jovial look. When she continued, he bared his teeth in a wry smile. His left hand slapped on the counter, and the man was on his feet but a moment after. [color=6ecff6]"And here I thought we'd have another inside day. Ha! New ships in port, you know what that means."[/color] He gave her a knowing look, jerked his head over his shoulder towards the door, then turned on his heel. With Piper presumably in tow, the man slipped out of the entrance. He squinted from the rush of daylight, but how glorious it felt. A sign of good fortune, he thought, today might just be that lucky break he'd waited on.