We're PIRATES When We are FREE

In theory, having known about the party for awhile now, Jupiter should have been prepared. He should have arrived bright and early with lots of drinks and maybe a couple pretty new friends. But that would have required...well, honestly, that would have required a lot more than his lazy ass could manage at the moment. His stores had been depleted by the beach party and he hadn't really gone out much since then so nothing new had been added to his collection. If Tyrian hadn't asked he probably would have held on to everything he had left, but since this was for Sparrow and all, what the hell. He'd bring what he had without complaint.

His cart was broken so today he was half dragging, half carrying a bucket full of rattling containers. Upon reaching the party grounds Jupiter set the bucket down with a clank and looked around. He nodded to himself. This was a nice setup. He approved; especially of the lute playing primate. That dude was great.

Once he got a feel for the grounds and where things needed to be, Jupiter grabbed the bucket's handle and staggered over to the log with the drinks. There he began to take out his goodies and set them among what was already already on offer.

OOC: Jupiter is playing dice