log: jack and eddie in karma's bite
Eddie was in the middle of reading a recipe for Second City Gumbo when he heard a familiar, if not younger voice. He glanced up over the paper, and though Jack would only see Eddie's eyes, he could tell the man was smiling. "Well, well." The riddled man lowered the paper, folding it with care. He leaned back, crossing one leg over his knee as he took a look at little Jack.
"I really need to get my hands on this age down juice everyone's been drinking these days. But, I'm getting ahead of myself." Eddie motioned to the chair across from him, with a table between them. All of it looking like lawn furniture stolen from a garage sale in the 50's.
"So, what do you remember?" Was the best question to ask someone who popped out of the darkness a new man. In a manner of speaking, of course.