Deanna offered a wave and a bright smile to Jack, sprinting over to see him for a moment.
"Hey! How are ya? Um... hope you don't mind, Mere gave me an offer to stay with you guys again for awhile. Just so I can start dancing at a better place and save up some cash for a better place."
She rolled her eyes.
"Because there are cardboard boxes nicer than the digs I have right now."
She then took a conspiratorial look around and grinned to him.
"But no offense? If I see anyone walk in that looks like they could be potential date material? Man or woman, I am walking RIGHT the hell away. I love ya, Jack.. but strippers need love too."