Jack plopped into the water and hissed with relief at the contrasting temperatures. Once the initial shock had subsided, he relaxed against the edge and sighed. "Oh, hell yeah we can do that. After that trial bullshit everyone getting a little shitfaced is probably the best way to real things back in. And if it doesn't work for everyone else, I'm happy to get too shitfaced to care-Oh!" He snapped his finger, grinning at her. "Going back to the Pavo's thing. Remember when we got loaded on vodka that night and you asked me who my go-to ladies were? I have a Freida Pinto picture wall now." He paused before let his head wag a little in consideration. "Okay, it doesn't technically have to be her specifically, but it was a reward. I can upload any pictures I had on my phone. And it's pretty much always Frieda. You should come check it out, I can do some pretty awesome stuff with it."