Jason walked in and gave a nod of greeting to Sean. "Hey man." He murmured before ordering his scotch and sitting down on a bar stool next to Sean. Scotch worked faster than beer for him. He had a similar goal, to use alcohol to chase away his unpleasant thoughts. Lizzie getting hurt, House discovering their connection, the arrival of a little sister, and so on. It was too way much, and way too fast for him to deal with. "What's up?" He asked Sean, perhaps the other man's troubles would serve as a distraction from his own.