"I'm Jake McEwen. Pleased to meet ya," Jake smirked at her, then pushed out the chair across from him, somewhat bumping her with it. "Take a seat, sweetheart. I insist. We have some things to talk about."<br/><br/>As she waited for him to do whatever she wanted to do, Jake adjusted his sunglasses, and continued chowing down. Hell, he didn't really NEED to talk to her, so if she left, Jake would just look back at this moment, shrug, and wished he wasn't so much of an asshole. But he was. Come on.<br/><br/>Jake reached into his back pocket, eventually, and while rummaging through his wallet, he pulled out a picture of John and Catherine. The picture was somewhat faded, but he could make out his brother's features. He never took the time to look at the girl in the picture. "Is this you?"<br/><br/>(Oh don't worry about it.)