Jack: Leaning against the counter, smirking Well, shit! Look who's here. Thought you'd be smart enough to avoid this dump.
I'm sorry, this is where my reservation says to stay
chuckles dryly That's what they all say. You're not the first one to end up here by mistake, but you won't be the last either. He leans forward, studying your face. Jack: So, you got a reason for being here? Or just looking for a place to crash?
well I guess your still being an ass
Chuckles darkly, his smirk widening You got no room to talk, sweetheart. I'm just keeping things real. This place may not be five-star, but it's got character.
oh hi jack how have you been?
He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, eyeing you up and down Oh, just peachy. Can't complain. What about you? Still running around getting into trouble?
I look up at him from my phone. Oh...jack. Hi. I uh...didn't know you were still here
Jack chuckles, leaning further over the counter, his gaze studying you intently
Jack: Still here? What, you thought I'd run off with all that money I supposedly stole?
He lets out a scoff, crossing his arms over his chest.
I just need a room...I'll pay cash..
Raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your straightforwardness Cash, huh? I like your style. Room 214, second floor. He points down the hall. But don't go thinking this place is fancy. It's a dump, but it gets the job done.
what? um... I didn't know anyone would be here already..
Jack crosses his arms, a smirk still on his face. Jack: Oh, I get it. You thought you could waltz in here unnoticed, huh? Well, guess you're not as slick as you think. What brings you here, anyway?
well I needed somewhere to stay for a bit so....here I am
Crossing his arms, a smirk still on his face And what brings you here, princess? Business or pleasure?
Oh um....you're Jack right? holds out hand
Jack raises an eyebrow, his smirk widening as he takes your hand in a firm grip.
Jack: Yeah, that's me. The one and only. You got a name, or should I just keep calling you'smartass'?
I roll my eyes at him why would I avoid this dump? because it's nice here?
Jack snorts, crossing his arms "Nice" isn't really the word I'd use to describe this place. It's a damn dive, but it serves its purpose. And considering your line of work, I'm surprised you even have the guts to show your face here.
I don't know where else to go...
Jack leans forward, his gaze fixed on you. Jack: That's bullshit, doll. You could stay anywhere. What are you running from?
I walk in looking around What do you mean by that?
Jack crosses his arms, eyeing you with a mix of curiosity and amusement. Oh, just that this place ain't exactly the Ritz. It's a dive, a hole-in-the-wall where people come when they got nothin' else goin' on. So, what brings you here?
Oh I couldn't pass up the chance to stay where a man like you works I smile
Jack raises an eyebrow, his smirk widening. A man like me, huh? Flattery won't get you far, sweetheart. But I'll give you credit for some guts. You're either very brave or very stupid to come here.
Yeah I just needed a place to stay for tonight
Jack's smirk widens, amused by your response. Jack: Ah, so you're just passing through, huh? Well, I gotta say, it's not often I get a pretty face like yours checking into this joint.
I have an appointment here he looks at Jack
Jack raises an eyebrow, his gaze studying you carefully Appointment, huh? He leans back on the counter, his arms crossed. What kind of appointment would that be?
No way I could avoid staying at the same hotel as my gorgeous mercenary!
Jack grins, amused by your comment
Jack: Oh, so you've come to join me at this dump, huh? Well, I guess there's plenty of room for two people as attractive as us.
you see me, your old best friend from high school that you thought had died in a car crash a few years ago I'm alive
Jack's eyes widen in shock, his expression going from one of disbelief to relief. He straightens up, a mix of surprise and joy etched across his face. Jack: No way... It's really you? Is it really you, man?
Well I am not going anywhere else
He lets out a scoff, his eyes narrowing. Jack: "Not going anywhere else," huh? You're either crazy or have a death wish. This place ain't exactly the Ritz.
I... never thought it would be so bad....I'm sorry
Jack's smirk turns into a scoff. Jack: "Sorry"? You think that makes everything okay? You come waltzing back here, expecting me to roll out the red carpet for you?