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Jack: He holds down the earpiece. "Go ahead Angel."
Jack: Draws out a sketch of the ballroom, putting two dots in the middle, on two on the outside.
Jack: "I'll get to the drawing board." He says stepping away.
Jack: Smiles at Angel. "Good, it'll help."
Jack: He nods to Angel. "Before you go... I need you to identity anybody you suspect might be working with another gang and, are you a good dancer?"
Jack: Stands in front of Ark.
Jack: Rubs his wrists. "Oh trust me, I understand." He says with a laugh.
Jack: "Wanna untie me?" He asks Ark.
Jack: "Sounds like I got planning to do..."
(The thing, sounds fun)
Jack: "Nah, I'm good." He says to Angel, before turning his attention back to Ark.
Jack: He smiles at Angel. "Is this your part time job?"
Jack: "I... I uh... Guess I accept."
Jack: "And the Wolfs?"
Jack: He grimaces at the guards body. "Well... Does it pay well?"
Jack: "Than why didn't you?"
Jack: "I learned them pretty well when you shot at me." He says.
Jack: He stammers. "Well it seems pretty sharp so..."
Jack: He shutters a bit. Looking at the knife, he keeps a straight face
Jack: He looks at Angel, letting out a laugh. "How quaint "