He was sipping his appletini, waiting for Karen to finish her drink, when she asked a really peculiar question. Well, the question itself wasn't peculiar. It wasn't really unusual for Karen to lose track of things: time, money, children, Rosario, driver, days, months, or where she was. But it was unusual for her to forget that she didn't bring him along.
Jack gave her a look that was a little concerned. “Kare, did someone slip you some Costa Rican Quaaludes?” He sat forward in the chair and said very seriously, “I've been here for a while now. You didn't bring me here. I don't really know how I got here, but hey,” Jack shrugged, “free vacation.”