"Better now than never at all," he said. The tension, subtle but there, that had appeared when Adam asked him about any girl he'd had disappeared as he continued talking, turned his mind from it. She was never far, was Helen, but the distraction gave her the opportunity to fade into the background for the moment. The whiskey didn't hurt, either.
Jack took one look at that smile, and smiled himself shaking his head. "Just how good is a hotly contested matter for debate," he said. "I'll be sure to do that." It was likely enough again that Adam wasn't even going to remember anything he'd just said tomorrow, but who knew - maybe pieces of it would stick. "So. A riddle, then?"