Jack had been on one of his semi-regular forays to visit Anne and check on the museum, as he did from time to time, usually just in time to regale a school field trip or a pack of tourists with stories from the old days.
It had been girl scouts this time, though that had been some time ago, and he'd been in the bar for the past hour or so, just enjoying himself a little before going home.
His brow arched as he looked the woman over before weaving his way through the crowd, "You look like a woman who could use another drink."