<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/44/8b/89/448b894ea5c9f7aabd1b839fc1e7819b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jon Arc (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13850034#msg13850034)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Traveler's suit as pictured (http://CLOTHING URL)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hilton Hotel Ballroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<hr/><br/>Jon winced at his bumbling with a guy that he barely knew.  It shouldn’t have been a surprise that E.R. left.  He was regretting opening his big mouth.  Stupid stupid stupid!<br/><br/>“Hey, I’m sorry.  I know I’m not the best with tact,” He scratched the back of his head, “I didn’t mean to drudge up stuff or draw attention to it.  You have a lot going on.  Elisabeth was a friend of the family and…”<br/><br/>He looked around as if trying to find the words, “And she’s going to be missed.  It sucks.  It sucks so much.  And I'm probably making this worse.  I'm sorry.  I should go.”<br/><br/>The tall man shook his head and swallowed the lump that felt like it was forming in his throat, "I'll see you around."<br/><br/>Jon retreated before he could hear a response.  He almost went over to Phil until he realized this wasn't something he wanted to bring to his friend's attention.  Not even twenty minutes into the reunion and he was putting his foot in his mouth.  What was wrong with him?  Man, he needed a drink.  The tall man walked over to the open bar, barely registering the two women that were there.  He set his plate on a nearby table.<br/><br/>"Hey man.  Could I get a drink  Some rum?  You know what?  Forget that.  Do you have John Crow Batty Rum?"  He spoke with the bartender.<br/><br/>The bartender asked, "There's a number of drinks I know with that like the..."<br/><br/>"No no." Jon interrupted, "Just give it to me straight up."<br/><br/>"Are you sure?" The bartender asked.<br/><br/>"Just do it," He reached into his wallet and tipped the man a dollar before he downed the drink.  He coughed repeatedly afterwards, "I am such an idiot."