CJ weaved his way back up to the bar, allowing the shift and roll of the boat to guide his steps rather than fight too much against it. He sidled up next to another patron, some guy he'd not yet seen with a wine glass in his hand. Being the social dude that he was, CJ gave him a nod in greeting before giving his request to the bartender.
While he waited for his Jack and Coke he leaned against the bar, mostly to keep himself steady, and looked towards where Savannah sat. A smile touched his lips as he watched her for a moment and then once again he shot a glance at the guy next to him. "Hey. I'm CJ," he introduced himself, turning slightly towards the guy and offering his hand. It didn't appear he had a free hand to offer in return with his wine glass and pen. The way he'd been spinning it had CJ wondering if he was a drummer.