Jack knew a little more about Charles Vanderbilt then the rest of the people gathered. After all, his father worked for him. So, thus, Jack knew a little about the little treasure hunting adventures he sent people on. How he got all these things.<br/><br/>"He probably wants us to help add to his collection."<br/><br/>Jack said, and he had feeling it would be dangerous. It wasn't like you could just go down to the local antique store to find the things this man collected.<br/><br/>"I'm a doctor."<br/><br/>He told the other guest and took a mental note of what the ladies said they did. A translator, an archaeologist, and a journalist. Why was he getting the feeling he shouldn't have left home? It wasn't long before Albert got them and led them to the dining hall. Jack's seat was to the left of Mister Vanderbilt. Probably because the old man knew him through his father.<br/><br/>Jack thanked the servant for the drink and told Charles when he joined them.<br/><br/>"Hello, Mister Vanderbilt. It is good to see you well."<br/><br/>Ben didn't want to go on some adventure. There were probably snakes, spiders, leopards where ever they were being sent. Too dangerous, he wasn't meant for hard labor. But...He also wasn't meant to be broke. Ben sighed as he made himself presentable for the dinner. He wouldn't Lauren have everything.<br/><br/>"Sorry I'm late."<br/><br/>Ben said as he joined everyone in the dining hall. Everyone was already getting their dinners from the servants by the time he joined them. He took the empty seat next to his grandfather and requested a drink. He wanted a good stiff one to prepare himself for this trip.