Jerry was slightly bemused that she paid no attention to him, though it must have been odd for someone to be here alone, paying all his attention to her. Of course, it might have been a little creepy as well, but Jerry had a reason that was most definitely not creepy. He just needed her attention.<br/><br/>Tossing back the last dregs of his beer, Jerry stands fluidly, and leans his larger body against the counter. "Sarah?" Her last name was difficult to pronounce for many but it rolled off his tongue as he waited for her to answer. Perhaps this was the wrong pub? No, the hair, the tattoo, this had to be the Sarah he was sent to find.