<em>Jake arriving at the bar then joining Ingrid and the others inside</em><br/><br/><br/>Jake put down the kick stand on his bike before he took off his helmet and hung it on his bike as he looked around at the other bikes that were parked in front of the bar as he brushed dust off of the sleeves of the grey hoody he had on under his cut. He recognized a few of the ones he was expecting to see but it still meant they had to wait for more members to show up. He smiled as he recognized Spencer’s challenger. It was good to know she was back from her trip, he always felt more relaxed when the family was all together.<br/><br/>He pulled off his gloves and glanced down at the words worth it were tattooed across his fingers just below a detailed tattoo of what the bones of his fingers had looked like after his father had broken each one. He used the gloves to brush off a bit of dust from the faded blue jeans he had on before stuffing them into the pack he had strapped to his bike he loosened the straps enough to pull the pack free. He took one more glance around before he slung it over one shoulder and headed into the bar.<br/><br/>He slipped through the tables greeting a few of the people as he passed but he would move on after a few seconds. As he got to the bar he put the pack down beside Crash. “Bring this into the meeting room will ya prospect?” He glanced at Crash just long enough to make sure he had heard him before he turned away and walked around the bar to Ingrid knowing if he could trust any prospect to get a job done it was Crash. “Miss me this morning?” He asked as he slipped and arm around Ingrid’s waist. He had left a few hours before dawn to make sure he could get back with plenty of time for the meeting, at least that had been his plan but things had taken longer than expected. He looked down and chuckled as he saw exactly what she was wearing. “Well lets hope the boys can concentrate on the meeting and not just you.”