Jack worked the crowd one by one. He never aimed to try and get everybody onboard with some antics. That was something his dad excelled at. He had to talk to people one on one. Well in this bar it was so loud you had to yell at each other one on one.

Later on after two long islands Jack found himself in the patio. He was drunker than he had planned. REalized that he hadn't seen Layla since they arrived at this bar. But he didn't care much because he was now smoking a cigarette a girl gave him. Her name was Charlene. She had a nose ring. Jack was working the room. HE smiled at this. Thought it was such a stupid idea. Genuinely he'd be happy just having one good conversation with one good person here.

The quiet of the outside made it so you could hear the individual conversations. The cold now brought him back to the original intention of having come here for the weekend. It was because he wanted to see Layla. But this whole issue with Pat had made him realize how much he had missed his brother.

There had been a time when they had planned on rooming together at college. Jack thought of this after taking a big drag off the cigarette. Charlene looked at him and asked "what are you thinking about?"