Re: 8:00 PM
Sadly, Jack had grown up with refinement. Manners and politeness, pleasantries and regulations—that was all he knew. When he was suddenly cast into a world where people didn’t give a shit about any of that, well… he was sort of left like a fish out of water.
At the moment, he just was completely out of his element. He couldn’t figure out what to do with himself.
“Of course, right, I’m sorry,” Jack apologized rapidly, shaking his head. If he didn’t feel stupid enough before, that put him over the edge. “Me?” he asked with a small laugh. “I’m just in my uniform, Miss Domont. It’s the same thing I wear everyday,” Jack smiled. “But you, you’re dress… uh, its very nice. Red.”