Onboard the Maltese Falcon:
Zoe (to Poppy): Mom... Is there a reason you're looming over my bed while I'm trying to sleep?
Poppy (to Zoe): Honey, I don't loom... I was just checking on you. You seemed grumpy when you went to bed, last night. Is everything okay?
Zoe (to Poppy): Everything is hunky dory, mom... I was just hoping someone was going to stop by & they didn't. No big deal. Why do you ask?
Poppy (to Zoe): Because, you're my daughter, honey, and I worry about you... I just don't want you being all mopey again. We just got you back to being chipper... And, I may be overly-sensitive to this sort of thing, right now with the lack of sleep & hormones.
Zoe (to Poppy): Okay, okay, please stop. I don't need to hear the gory details. I promise I'm not going to be any mopier than usual. Now, can I please go back to sleep?
Poppy (to Zoe): Of course, honey. Why didn't you say so in the first place?
Zoe (to Poppy): I-- I have no words.
Poppy (to Zoe): Heehee. I'll see you in a couple hours, honey.
Several hours later, on the docks near pier 12:
Felix (to Delphine): It's very nice to see you again, mon coeur, but I'm afraid I still don't have news for you. Or are you here to see me?
Delphine (to Felix): I always look forward to seeing you, mon chére… Do you have some free time? I was hoping we could have some quality time, if you know what I mean, mon brave cœur.
Felix (to Delphine): Heh heh. I do indeed. I'm afraid not. My captain seems to be under the impression that I spend all the time I should be working chasing women. He's making sure I don't have time to be distracted.
Delphine (to Felix): Really? Well, that's a shame... You're not trying to avoid me, are you, mon chére?
Felix (to Delphine): Why in the world would I be trying to avoid such a gorgeous woman?
Delphine (to Felix): Hmmm, parce que, mon chére, I've heard you've been making time with another woman... So, who is she?
Felix (to Delphine): Why would it matter who she might be? You're not jealous are you, Delphine? Heh heh. Your eyes like to wander more than mine.
Delphine (to Felix): Heehee... I'm just curious about the competition. Though, I doubt many could actually compete with me. ;-p
Felix (to Delphine): Heh heh. Of course they couldn't. I'm sorry I wasn't able to get you the information you needed. I hope that doesn't mean you won't come see me the next time the Black Bart makes port in Bordeaux.
Delphine (to Felix): It's fine, mon brave cœur. You know, I can't stay upset with you. Well, I'll leave you to your work... What, no kiss? ;-)
Felix (to Delphine): As if I would let you slip away without one. Good night, gorgeous. I'm sure you'll find someway to entertain yourself.
Delphine (to Felix): ... I guess I'll have to. Au revoir.
Felix (to Delphine): Au revoir et bonne nuit, ma chérie.
Zoe (to Felix): ... Well, that certainly explains a lot... You're such an asshole!
Felix (to Zoe): Zoe! Woah! Calm down, hellcat... Heh. I don't suppose you'd believe me if I told you it's not what you think?
Zoe (to Felix): What!?! You making out with the pink-haired harpy from hell isn't what I think? Pull the other one, it has bells on it. Let me guess, she forced you into that lip-lock, you had no choice, you're completely innocent? Fuck off!
Felix (to Zoe): Do I look stupid enough to use that lie on you? I work for Delphine. I wasn't spending time with her last night instead of spending it with you, you know.
Zoe (to Felix): ... I wasn't thinking that... She's bad news. If you work for her, I doubt I can trust you. Look, I just came by to see if you were okay. It appears that you are... It was nice meeting you, thanks for the drink the other night & leave me the fuck alone from now on... Or I'll, I don't know, sick my mother on you.
Felix (to Zoe): Of course she's bad news, pretty girl; she's a mercenary. And I'm a pirate, so I'm hardly the trustworthy type. Heh heh. I'm not sure why you thought otherwise. Don't worry. We're shipping out tomorrow.
Zoe (to Felix): ... Because I'm an idiot, apparently... I'm sorry I got mad at you... I just thought-- Nevermind. It doesn't matter.
Felix (to Zoe): Thanks for the drink, the good company, and a MOST excellent kiss. It is too bad I missed you last night. I think that would have been even more memorable. Good night... Heh. Don't worry, Zoe. I was just going to kiss your hand.
Zoe (to Felix): ... I don't think I've ever been so disappointed in my life... Oh! Sorry. That should have been an inside my head voice... You're seriously going to let me just walk away?
Felix (to Zoe): If you want to stay, then stay. I'm not in the habit of telling opinionated ladies what they should do.
Zoe (to Felix): And, here I thought you were mister big, bad pirate... who are you really, Felix? Cuz I get the feeling there's more to you than all this stupid bravado. Or did Delphine tell you to spy on my family and, all of this was just a setup?
Felix (to Zoe): Heh. No, I wasn't hired to watch your family. Delphine was looking for a girl, about your age, pretty, dark-haired, and a tendency to wear trousers. I knew it wasn't you right away. It wasn't a setup, pretty girl.
Zoe (to Felix): Oh... Well, alright, then... I hope you were careful with Delphine & used protection. She's all sorts of skanky... I should go… You know, you're really handsome & I really want to jump on you, which is clearly a terrible idea... and I don't know why I'm telling you all that... Yeah, I should really go.
Felix (to Zoe): Ha ha ha! I'm certainly not complaining. And, I've never docked with Delphine. I know better than that.
Zoe (to Felix): Docked? Oooooh... Well, that's good, I'm happy to hear that. Happier than I should be, actually. Look, I don't know what you want from me and it's driving me nuts. Are you interested in me for real? Or are you trying to find out something? Cuz I don't know much about anything cool, I swear.
Felix (to Zoe): Heh. I wasn't looking for anything but your time. You are a most unusual and interesting girl. If I was spying on your family, I'd be at your ship right now, wouldn't I? And if I wanted to get under your buntlings, it doesn't sounds like I'd have a hard time of it, would I?
Zoe (to Felix): Buntlings? I have no idea what that is.
Felix (to Zoe): ...Your petticoats, pretty girl. Your knickers.
Zoe (to Felix): What? ... I'm not wearing petti-- Oh! Yeah, it's true but as it's been pointed out, you're a pirate & not to be trusted.
Felix (to Zoe): Heh. Not in the slightest. And yet you're still here...
Zoe (to Felix): I try to practice better judgement when it comes to dropping my buntlings for a boy.
Felix (to Zoe): It's true. I'm the worst kind of habit to pick up, but I'll give you a night to remember if you're looking to make a terrible decision. The choice is yours, pretty girl.
Zoe (to Felix): ... This is probably a terrible idea... but do you have somewhere private we can go?
Felix (to Zoe): I'm sure I can manage something. Come with me.
Zoe (to Felix): .. If you tell anyone about this, I will kill you myself.
Felix (to Zoe): Heh. Whatever you want, pretty girl.
