<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/2241994993/DerekThelerGray_Med.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jacob Donarr<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Sailor Jupiter<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Shibuya, The Great Burger<br/><strong>Time:</strong>April 7th, 7:30-7:45ish<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Faded blue jeans, white tank top, leather jacket, dog tags<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Venus, Mercury, Cody, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Watching as the rude customer stalks off in a huff, he laughs under his breath. "Some people, huh?" He says. Relaxing now that the drama is apparently resolved, he runs a hand through his hair. Glancing down at the shorter man, Jacob realizes he's probably a good ten inches taller than Cody. He shakes his head, amused but unsurprised at this point.<em>'It's a good thing I'm into shorter guys.. And what is it with them all dressing like fashion models? What's wrong with a rough pair of jeans and a t-shirt? Hmph.'</em>He laments to himself for a moment, before blinking away the thought and smiling back at the other. "No problem. I'm sure you can take care of yourself, but what can I say. I enjoy coming to the rescue of cute guys in distress." He adds with an infectious laugh, grin widening. Shaking Cody's hand, he gives it a solid squeeze before letting go. "My name is Jacob. Good to meet you, Cody." He tosses his head in the direction of his party, Trent and Eden both sitting at the booth on the other side of the restaurant. "Yeah, I'm eating here. I'm told they have decent burgers, at least. I'm with a couple of friends of mine. What about you, eating alone?" Figuring at this point they should probably stop blocking the pathway, he begins to walk back towards his table.<br/><br/>Folding his hands behind his head in what would become his trademark casual stance as he walks, he turns to glance down at Cody with a quirked eyebrow.<em>'Should I? Ah what the hell, it's just one meal. Nothing says we'll ever see him again.'</em>Pausing for a moment, he shrugs and extends the invitation. "You're welcome to join us, if you like. I can't imagine my friends will mind much. It's always good to meet new people." Oddly, he genuinely means it. Jacob has always loved being around people, and growing up in a large family and then the Marines means he's unused to being alone or sitting in quiet. "Eating alone is boring, anyways. Unless you had plans? I don't want to take you away from your party, after all." Arriving back at his table, he tilts his head at the newbie. "So what about it? Join us?" He asks, one hand on the back of the booth. Nodding at Trent and Eden, he figures if nothing else he should introduce everyone. "Trent, Eden, this adorable guy is Cody. Cody, the lovely angelic one there is Eden, and the gorgeous one that looks like he stepped out of Vogue is Trent." He says, waving an arm back and forth as he points to people when he speaks their name. His tone of voice is warm but matter of fact, being perfectly blunt as he sees it. After all, he knows very well his friends are attractive, and if nothing else he's always been extremely free with his thoughts. A lack of any social tact whatsoever tends to help with that.<br/><br/>Spotting the waitress coming with their food, he grins widely and slides into the booth, pressing his side back up against Trent unconsciously as he moves things around on the table to make room. After a moment he glances back at Cody, an unasked question visible in his expression. Assuming at this point, Cody will either join them or make his excuses and wander off; either way, he did what he had intended to by stopping the fight. "So what were we talking about? Fanfiction, right?"  Jacob asks as he turns back to his companions.<br/><br/>