Jack goes where the work is, especially if compensated for rather long commutes which almost make him fall asleep from the lack of amusement on the side of the road. Right now the work is in Biscay Sound where the Yacht Club is building new tennis courts, his temp agency already pulling strings for him to stay at the picturesque hotel on Old Town, while the work appears to be no chore. Luckily, Jack has alot of extra money for his own self pleasure and isn't eager for the job to finish. Even on the first day of work he's got enough energy left to drop by the touristic downtown, buying himself a flint lock pistol with over half of the firing mechanisms either broken or just unable to be moved for anything harmful, though the stock's metal bottom's design is the reason why he bought it. The pistol's designs are rather fluent as well as tribal, with what appears to be the sign of 'peace' in kanji. With his purchase in box and bag, Jack heads to the hotel so he could get some rest for the night, needing to wake up a little earlier for his job.