Re: 8:00 PM
Jack WAS lost. He was lost as hell! He’d never… done any of this! Sure, it all looked… fun, he supposed, but it was sort of a lot to take in. He was young. And inexperienced. And really just pathetic. And it was all completely obvious.
He blinked up in surprise, suddenly finding that secretary from the Brits’ office in front of him. “Oh, uh, thanks, Miss Damont,” Jack said, smiling a little nervously as he took the glass of beer, quickly taking a sip. A pretty big one, at that. “I look… what?” he asked rather stupidly, blinking at her some more.