Dave took Jack's hand with a genuine smile, and then stuck his back into his pockets, fiddling with the pen. "Let's hope so." He agreed, trying not to think about how the ink had gotten there.<br/><br/>He let Jack take the lead, staying a couple of paces behind him as they entered the new room. He tried to feign a nonchalant attitude, but his pace quickened whenever he felt he was falling too far behind.