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bedroom eyes, but his hair was darker and shaggier, and yes, his cheekbones were high, but his face was a bit more angled than Jack’s.  The lower half of his face held a five o’clock shadow; she highly doubted pirates (if he was, indeed, a pirate) had time to take care of his hygiene.  He was taller than Jack too, about five to six inches taller, putting him at about six foot four, six foot five.  And he had a bit more muscle on him.  He was wearing what he had on last night, but at the angle Johnny was resting at, his tunic dipped and Izzy noticed a finely toned chest.  And was that a scar?
     
    “See something you like, darling?” Johnny asked with a disarming, mischievous smile though his eyes were still closed.  “I can’t say I’m surprised.”
     
    “Oh, shut up,” Izzy said, turning around quickly in order to mask the bright blush that invaded her face.  “I just didn’t actually think you would be sleeping outside my door, is all.”  She began to head down the stairs, which caused Johnny to open his eyes and spring up in order to catch up with her.
     
    “Hey,” he called as he followed her down the stairway.  “Where are you going?”
     
    “To get breakfast,” Izzy replied, blinking a couple of times to get used to the sun before starting up walking once again.  “Why are you following me?”
     
    “I don’t know,” Johnny said, taking great care to keep up with the woman.  “All I know is that I was just resting on me ship and now here I am.  You’re the first thing I saw upon arriving here, and might I say, it was quite welcoming.”  He smiled at her and she rolled her eyes, slipping through the crowds of tourists Balboa usually had, especially now that summer was fast approaching.  Johnny cleared his throat.  “Right, well I figured there was a reason I was sent to you, and I wanted to figure that out.”
     
    Izzy stopped when she reached a local café that went by the name Little Big Planet , and glanced over at Johnny.  “I’m having breakfast,” she said after a moment of hesitation.  “If you want, you can join me.”
     
    Johnny’s eyes lit up at the offer and he followed her over to a small table.  The two sat down, and a waitress immediately came over and handed them menus before asking if they wanted anything to drink.
     
    “Do you have wine?” Johnny asked hopefully, his brow pushed up.
     
    “Don’t mind him,” Izzy told the waitress.  “Just get him a coffee and I’ll take a milk, please.”  When the waitress had departed, she narrowed her eyes at him.  “You just can’t drink at nine in the morning.  It looks bad and it’s bad for you too.”
     
    “I happen to love wine, thank you very much,” Johnny responded crisply, crossing his arms over his chest.  He began to people-watch while Izzy scanned her menu.  “You know,” he said after a long moment, “I can’t seem to comprehend why the women here are all so… skinny.”  He contorted his face in a manner of disgust.  “I mean, where are the feminine curves, like yours?  Did I miss something in the past three hundred years?”
     
    “Did you just call me fat?” Izzy asked after a moment’s pause.
     
    “What?” Johnny asked, his voice an octave higher than normal.  “Now where would you come up with something as silly as that?  I was complimenting you.”
     
    Izzy opened her mouth to retort something when the waitress returned to take their order.  Izzy asked for a chocolate croissant, and since Johnny wasn’t sure of the different food choices, he ordered one as well.
     
    “Okay, so let’s pretend that I believe that you’re from the past or whatever,” Izzy said once the waitress was gone, narrowing her eyes at him.  “Tell me about your life.”
     
    “Well, I’m a pirate,” Johnny said, throwing his arms out as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.  “I pillage and plunder and do roguish-type things.  I think I’m wanted on three