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"Why have mutton when I've got steak at home?" He asked, with a half smile and a cold stare. He had made his way back over to the dresser to grab his drink, and moved back towards the bed.

"Okay, now for the opinion. Bull ******** s**t. You do not have a girlfriend and don't think for a second that I'm going to be fooled. By the way, I have another "date" set up for you. Don't worry, though, I'm pretty sure you're actually going to like this one."

A few beats of silence.

"She might be crazy though."

"Because you went away on a mission, pile drived yourself into some gorgeous woman with magnificent tits, and then came back and suddenly settled for..." Finn had to laugh now, and put his glass down, which he had been holding up as though he might take a drink but thought better of it at the last moment.

He reached up with both hands and drew lines with his finger tips under his own eyes. "Some harlequin freak."

He shook his head, still chuckling to himself as he reached over and picked his glass up again, taking another sip. "I'm not buying it, Jackie."

He lapsed into silence for a moment, a knowing smirk on his face. He didn't say anything for a time, just continued to drink his drink while smiling as though he knew some kind of secret and was debating whether or not he would let Jack in on it.

Finally, he spoke.

"I'm assuming you've heard of a place called WonderPark?"

"Just another reason why I don't believe you." He countered, lifting his glass and downing what was left of it before setting it down.

And now back to the fun.

"Really? Barely anything? Hrm....Not even that there were a few survivors?"

Was Jack being serious right now? Didn't this man pride himself on knowing just about everything.

"Lydia Stiles. Tomorrow night. Best use your time with her wisely, Jack." He then wrinkled his nose.

"Just don't...feel like you need to stick your d**k in it for her time. She's seriously just....weird."

Finn actually grinned, and meant it for once, though it still didn't warm his gaze. While the blind dates had been amusing for a time, he felt like his friend was in need of a break. And hey, if this having a girlfriend business was somehow actually true, then he was no longer contributing to making things more difficult for Jack.

For once.

"No problem, Jackie-boy. Just try to play nice with this one." He also poured himself another scotch, and after that, settled in for jamming session, ready to belt out a few tunes like they used to.

"Ah, I'm feeling nostalgic tonight. Let's start with a little Hendrix. Crosstown Traffic?"