Yes they get drinks of their own.

Kate raised her hand flagging down a pool boy. Without asking John, she ordered two Malibu and pineapples. Quickly the pool boy left.

“have you ever had one before?” She asked

“No Jane doesn’t really care for rum so we never really get anything like that.”

“They’re really good trust me. I’d drink one every day if I knew it wouldn’t get me drunk” Kate gave a little laugh at her own statement “sorry makes me sound a little like an alcoholic”

John laughed “it’s ok I get what your trying to say”

John caught himself smiling big suddenly feeling exposed. Sitting next to a beautiful woman who wasn’t his girlfriend and ordering drink… and in the nude no less. But isn’t that what Jane was doing now?

“Do me a favor,”Kate says “why don’t you go ahead and let me put my number into your phone.”

John blushes, he didn’t really expect to had made small talk with anyone while he was here, let alone give out his number. But he accepted and slid his phone over to her.

“You could share it with Jane if you’d like…. But I’d much rather hang out with you. And besides I’m sure your girlfriend is off making ‘friends’ of her own” Kate pointed over to the bar. John could see Jane practically sitting in the old man’s lap. John felt a sense of shock. His girlfriend would really do that while he was here? Surly she must have known that he’d be able to see her from here. John soon felt a mix of emotions hit him all at once. He want quite shire what he should do. If he went over and it was a miss understanding then that made him look like an asshole

But on the other hand if it was exactly what he thought it was then why not stay here and continue talking to Kate?