Elisha could hear the other two behind his back, and allowed himself one single eyeroll, though whether it was at Tegan's tension - she'd been Jack for a year and knew he didn't bite - or Hadyn Novak's flamboyant flirting. It wasn't the first time he'd been flirted with that obviously. He ran arts administration; it was a job hazard the way getting shot at had been one before the Deck.

Still, curious that he'd been invited along, he thought as he wrapped a scarf around his neck and zipped his jacket for the short walk to Mooseknuckle. He still had the thin Mediterranean skin, and didn't much care for the Deck weather when the temperatures dropped. Especially since Hadyn and Tegan mostly had their heads together. He only turned back towards them as they were approaching the bar.

"Is there a curfew I need to keep in mind?" He drawled. "Tomorrow's Saturday and we don't usually force our Jacks to do their five am pushups on the weekend."