Likewise, Jordan was not really in the mood to be picking up a guy, no matter how pretty and striking he was. That didn't mean, however, that he was going to be surly and ignore the man. Maybe he would flirt, or maybe he'd just be friendly--honestly, it was hard for even Jordan to tell the difference between his flirting and being friendly sometimes. He wasn't worried about it most of the time, but especially not this time. There wasn't a wrong impression to give in this case.
"It's not on my schedule, but neither was jail and we see how that turned out." Jordan took a seat again, but relaxed a little as he decided to settle in for what was probably going to be a long, uncomfortable night. "What is it you do, Oberon? You don't look like you belong down here, but you don't act like you're from the other side of the tracks either." Unlike Jordan, who probably seemed like the exact opposite.