Re: Lori + Jacob
"Fire whiskey." Jacob told the bartender rather than the boy beside him, and he wondered if he could get the boy into one of the backrooms, if anyone could come and look for him - it was likely a bad idea, he should have taken up Marlene's offer of polyjuice tonight, he would have had a much easier time arguing with himself to take the boy with him.
This time he drank the drink down quickly, he wasn't in a hurry to have it spilled on him again. He watched the younger man, he looked nervous - it was to easy imagine what he would look like screaming for him. Jacob shook his head, not here, not tonight.
He could still play with him though, and a spell came to mind, a curse he'd been quite fond of in the past - a lust curse, but one that would only affect him if he was around Jacob. It would be particularly good if he happened to run into the young man again. He didn't need to speak the words, instead he just watched as the boy sipped at his drink, his hand making a subtle movement. "I wondered if I'd manage to get that down without being knocked over again." He smirked, he wanted to wait and see that the spell had taken affect before he left.