The door opens and a strong smell of turkey and pie cooking wafts into the bar. There's no one standing in the entrance though, just a ball bouncing through and then, a beat later, the sound of a boy running after it, calling out something loudly (it sounds a little bit like a battle cry, but a happy one).
After the door closes, the yell cuts off abruptly. Jesse is left holding his ball, staring around with wide eyes. He's not very tall, obviously around eight years old or so and just as obviously rather freaked out and trying not to show it.
'Mom?'
[Tiny Tag: Jesse Turner]
[OOC: Please read
this post before tagging. This post is open for a while, due to Thanksgiving etc. Though he'll probably get another EP this weekend.]