“i’m sorry, but are you in the right house?” (one jack sparrow is standing in thomas’s office and thomas is frankly more confused and miffed than either dismayed or alarmed. he’s got terrible self-preservation skills, what can i say)

Jack knew, whole and fully well, that he had miscalculated by one or a dozen windows, and most certainly entered the wrong building. However, out of politeness he did make a slight show of looking around just to be doubly sure, before facing the rather befuddled lordling he’d stepped in on with the intent of escaping via that window. 

“‘Fraid not,” He agreed solemnly, “Seem to have misplaced myself – happens all the time,” He offered a quick, disarming smile, and pointed toward the window before remembering that wasn’t how the gentry did things, and turning instead toward the door he’d just walked through. “I’ll see myself out, shall I?”