[Allen can't help but feel he's intruding on a personal moment when he spots Jack and his daughters. He doesn't quite understand how he got in this house in the first place, but he doesn't want to interrupt a family reunion and so he slinks back into the corner, smiling faintly. It's such a sweet scene.]
[And now that you aren't being mobbed by little girls, I'm noticing that torn out throat. You should probably get that checked.] Ah! I think coffee might have to wait, your neck-
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[Jack stiffens, but another one cuts in.]
It's okay. It's one of your friends, Allen.
[Jack nods, swallows--sending a fresh gout of blood down the front of his sweater--and turns around, smiling shakily.]
Um...hi. D--do you want some coffee or...? I--please, sit down.
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