Jackson's eyes lit up speculatively. The bar paid shit money, just enough to live off of but not enough to get an apartment just yet. This could be the padding he needed. "Three times normal pay for a single night for a party? Why would he need bouncers?" Bartenders made sense, even entertainment but bouncers? Generally they weren't needed at parties unless they were at clubs who already supplied bouncers. That was kinda odd.
He finally shook his head and shrugged. "I'm game." Glancing between Sam and Keiran, he felt a certain... vibe. Something more than just the normal flirting that Keiran did. Or maybe it was just that connection they all shared, who knows.