(Meh, why not?)<br/><br/>Jack loved Z's night life, but he wasn't a big fan of Zavior himself. Sure, he'd always shout out Zavior's name whenever he entered just like everyone else did, but that was as far as he went with it. He turned back to the bar and continued sipping his apple martini, sure some guys found that drink to be kinda girly, but he didn't care, he liked how they tasted. Jack was just about to take the last sip when somebody accidently bumped into him, causing him to spill what was left of his drink on his black t-shirt and jeans. He muttered a low oath, then asked the bartender for a few napkins and another drink. Jack wanted to sock the guy, but he wasn't about to let a little spilled drink ruin his evening. He looked down the bar and noticed two other people, a girl that was drinking vodka, which he found strange because back where he came from vodka was considered a man's drink, and he saw another guy who was wearing black and ordering a drink. Jack looked towards them, then lifted his hand up and tilted it in sort of a small wave.