Politely shake hands, and say, "Hi, I'm Nate."

Jack seems to be impressed by your courtesy. Though it contradicts his ponytail hair and tattooed arm, he's assured that you're not the kind who'll cheat and **** his girlfriend.

So he asks you, "Nate, you want to go with us to a hotel - it's on the outskirts?"

So you willingly agree, and soon, with you and Dream in the backseat, the car's zooming away to the outskirts of the city.

You come to a stop at a stylish lodge-cum-hotel store, and are soon comfortably seated.

"We were actually planning to come here for a date," Jack says conversationally.

"Oh I see," you say curiously.

"But we don't mind you joining, do we, Jack?" Dream adds, much to your delight.

"Of course not," Jack says amicably, as he orders the waiter to get you all coffees.

You smile ecstatically. This is a great and friendly couple, you decide. Suddenly, Jack gets a phone call. After two minutes of talking, he puts down his phone, looking white and shaky.

"What's wrong?" Dream asks him. "My mom's died - accident," he gulps. "I have to go Jessica. Nate, take care of her - will you? I don't have time to drop you home, Jessica. Promise you'll take good care of her tonight Nate," Jack asks you anxiously, as he shares a quick fondle and kiss with Dream.