Before Jack could even reply that he had indeed received a 'fancy pants invite,' the fellow with the strange face had started talking to another man who entered the hall. And his face was strange in Jack's opinion. Completely and utterly strange. Maybe he was just strange altogether because he didn't have the good looks that Jack did.
And Mr. Jack McFarland was styling tonight in his crisp black suit.
It didn't even register that either of the man's names could have been Jack as well. Not when the strange looking man spoke to the new arrival (who was quite attractive to look at) and called him 'other Jack.' Nor did Jack bother to look at all the other note cards at the other seats to see who was expected. If so, he might not have been nearly as confused as he was.
All he heard was the name of 'Jack' and he assumed that someone was talking about him. "Excuse me, what? I heard my name..." He said as he stood to join the other two.
Why were there only three people here when there were so many tables?