<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, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Grinning back at Trent in response to his thanks, Jacob shrugs it off. "No problem." He says, pausing at the thought of a Teriyaki Egg burger and wrinkling his nose. Feeling Eden's hand go down his chest has him keeping the amused look off of his face through sheer effort, continuing his conversation with Mercury as he wonders how far Venus will go. "Triple Cheeseburger huh? I'll try that then. I haven't known you to have bad taste before, after all." He adds with a light smirk, playfully flirting. Noticing Venus enthralled with his chest has his blue eyes sparkling in laughter, although he can't quite stop the raised eyebrow at the bouncy ball.<em>'Do you suppose he always carries that around with him?'</em>Trading a look with Trent, he's about to comment when Eden finally tunes into the conversation.<br/><br/>Jacob's face going deadpan at Venus' rambling, his lips twitching into a smile as he seems to orally debate the wisdom of onion rings vs sweet potato fries and spicy chicken. "You can't go wrong with spicy food. The hotter the better, in my book." He comments, setting his menu to the side. "If you can't decide on a side, just get both." He reaches out with a hand and pokes Eden in the side with a wicked glint, adding, "Just be careful you don't end up with love handles. Think of the comments you would get." Briefly imagining a monster asking Venus if he's gained weight before being stomped into the dirt has him breaking out into a light laugh.<br/><br/>Figuring he might as well get more comfortable, he shrugs out of his leather jacket and sets it along the back of the booth. Now left in just his tank top and jeans, his arms and chest are practically on display as he stretches widely before sighing happily. Truthfully he's just enjoying his time spent with the other Sailors. Head tilting at Mercury's response, his tone is quizzical as he tries to find a polite way to put it. "Behavioral Economics? Sounds.. ah, fascinating?" Deciding he's not the tactful type, he continues with a "Well no, sounds dry as hell. Better you than me." He adds with a smirk. "Here I expected you to be working on saving a Princess or something."<br/><br/>Spotting the waitress coming back with his drink, he gives her a megawatt smile. Picking up his menu and ignoring the blush that crosses her face, he gives her his order as he reads aloud from the text. "Triple Cheeseburger with cheese and bacon, please. Make that extra bacon." He adds, after a moment.<em>'I'll have to work out more later, but come on. Bacon.'</em>He thinks, grinning. "Just regular fries for me, nothing fancy." Turning to raise an eyebrow at Trent and Eden, he waits patiently for them to order as he takes a sip of his C.C. Lemon.<br/><br/>