So. That sleeping pirate sits up suddenly, a pistol of the old fashioned variety in hand and being waves around. Granted it didn't have any powder or shot and Jack was still kind of asleep, but it was probably a bit of a surprise. The jar of dirt though, it was a little more dangerous since he was trying to wave it too.

"No one touches me dirt!" A blink and he frowns at J. "Were you after me dirt?"