"The name's Jakob, but the few friends I have just call me Jay." Jakob said to Adrien as he came downstairs, raising his palm in an absentminded greeting.<br/><br/>"Oh yeah..." He went on, turning his attention back to Charlie. "I do remember seeing you there a few times, though I thought I was always pretty good about being sneaky. You're that guy with the really creepy abilit-"<br/><br/>As if on cue, Jakob's stomach growled loudly at the mention of food, reminding him of its needs in the most embarrassing way possible.<br/><br/>"Well, apparently my gut disagrees with the thought of me leaving right now." He said with a smile. "I guess that's probably for the best anyway, considering the fact that I was probably about to say something rude."<br/><br/>He inclined his head slightly in Charlie's direction -  a form of apology that he had learned from his Grandfather as a child. "Sorry about that, man. I've got no filter between my brain and my mouth. In response to your question, I didn't live there in the apartments. I was only there from time to time because i did odd jobs for the Knights, and I'm not really sure that making contact with them is the best move at the moment, considering what happened. But if you have any idea where I could pick up a job or two, maybe we can discuss it while I stuff my face...?"