[Oh, look. The feed's turned on its side, recording what seems to be a hazy sort of nightclub slash bar slash cabaret slash Seedy Place, and there's Jack with a shotglass just off-center of the screen. The only light comes from the tables and the bar, and he's looking up, openmouthed, as a pair of legs walk by on it in a pair of stilettos.]...that'
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Jack. What in the Queen's name do you think you're doing?
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[He announces very importantly, over a bowl of peanuts.]
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[He loses his train of thought.]
Not...a lot.
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[Beaming!]
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What on earth are you doing, making a fool out of yourself like that?
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[He suddenly reaches behind him and pulls out a straw, a candy wrapper, and a cigarette from his plait.]
Hey!
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Is that okay?
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It only takes a second to slide up next to him, a grin on her lips.]
Hello Jack~
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[He politely greets her cleavage.]
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Well, well~ You seem to be enjoying yourself a fair amount.
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Which doesn't help because he's sitting in one of those semi-private booths whose chairs are actually just loveseats.
...so he just stands there looking around dazedly.]
I think I am.
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