#jake:stephen

Jake's expression hardened, squinting slightly as he sized Stephen up. He didn't know the guy, but, even if he did, he wasn't sure he knew how to let his guard down anymore. Not fully. "Yeah? I don't rely on luck. Never worked for me before." He answered, voice calm but clearly edgy. He crossed his arms, defensively. "You got something helpful to pitch in, or are you just here to throw cheap shots? 'Cause right now, I'm more interested in figuring out how we get out of this, than playing games."