It took a moment for Jack to clear off the coffee table of all the papers, yet after putting them away he moved into the kitchen only to reappear a moment later sporting a handful of other things. He carefully set down the pair of plates, a stack of napkins, and the six pack of beer before moving to sit down again. Without saying a thing he pulled a small bottle opener off his key chain, popping two of the beers open, and after savoring a sip from the one for himself Jackie turned his focus back to Octavia as the question was posed. "Oh, right...forgot to mention that part before I guess. I uh, well sort of...I own the bar downstairs. So when we are short staffed, or when I just feel like it, I'll tend the bar."
With a chuckle he offered her the other opened bottle of beer and reached down to grab himself two slices of the hot pizza. "Damn that smells good! Thanks for bringing it chica. Skipped dinner by accident so this will hit the spot!" That smile of his lit up a bit more as he savored a bit, and with a sigh of contentment the man leaned back in his seat as he slowly enjoyed every bite.
He knew she was there for companionship, and to take a crack at warding off those dreams. Still Jackie wasn't really one to rush things, not when he dug just kicking it for a bit. Oh she was gorgeous to be sure, but he saw no reason to rush shit...since that seemed like a rookie movie to be sure. "Ended up working a solid twelve hour shift, so I was just thinking of vegging here for a little bit. Maybe put on some Night Court reruns and enjoying a bowl and a few drinks before retiring. I mean we can do whatever ya like though, so if you had something else in mind just say the word."