Sam's Hotel Room: Sometime before the dinner
Jack was tired, sore, and very dirty. (Well, obviously, but this time it wasn't that kind of dirty.) He'd come straight from a near disaster of a job, one he'd pulled out of the fire - literally - at the last minute.
He was sooty, smelled of smoke, and what was left of his clothes had seen better days, but he'd made it, right place and right time, and in one piece which had been a close thing.
The first thing he did when he got into Sam's hotel room was grab a shower. The second? Crash facedown on her bed and pass out.
[ooc: ETA - yeah, it's heading rapidly towards NWS.]
He was sooty, smelled of smoke, and what was left of his clothes had seen better days, but he'd made it, right place and right time, and in one piece which had been a close thing.
The first thing he did when he got into Sam's hotel room was grab a shower. The second? Crash facedown on her bed and pass out.
[ooc: ETA - yeah, it's heading rapidly towards NWS.]