Lucas & Jack
Given how often he knew his coworkers and siblings (and their coworkers) were at the bar, Lucas shuddered a little at the thought of them unable to release their pent up frustrations with the soothing balm of alcohol. "Definitely not. We'd find out far too quickly how small this place really is." Jack's question made him shake his head, though he started scanning the immediate crowd. "Nah, not really waiting for anyone. Logan's out there somewhere, probably loaded down with carnival prizes or heckling the musicians. Or both," he grinned. "Or she and Oliver are breaking their necks on the zip line. I'm here for the food." And for a short time, not that he needed to tell Jack that.