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[Jacob is neither eating not drinking, but he's looking with interest at the various drinks they have with a slight smile, bright blue gaze as calm as always. He's in gray today, and at least seems to be enjoying himself a bit over at the bar. He wasn't much of a drinker, honestly- he had tried various drinks over his lifetime, but he always found that the his favorite was always wine.]

[After a few minutes of quiet contemplation, he asks for a glass of chardonnay, and turns to lean against the bar so that he can stare out at all the people to observe what they're doing. After all, people have always held a lot more interest to him than alcohol has ever had.]