[Jack is not relaxed. He's never relaxed. He's always on guard, always watching, always ready. And this man is making him uneasy, though he hasn't yet put his finger on why.
He lifts his whiskey to his mouth, pausing just before his lips to reply softly.]
Thought the New Year's Eve party was gonna hold that honor.
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He lifts his whiskey to his mouth, pausing just before his lips to reply softly.]
Thought the New Year's Eve party was gonna hold that honor.
[And then he takes a drink.]