Jack quickly raised his hands when the police officer aimed at him, Luckily he was saved by whoever the rich guy was. [i]The Bowl of Tears?[/i] None of this made any sense, he would have to investigate that later. As soon as the police officer left he made a show of dropping to tie his show and pocketed the gun. Right now, "Sure, I'm-" he nearly paused considering if he should give out his real name, but figured that it didn't matter really, in theory no one should know him anyway so he could change his name at any point. "Jack, glad I could help." he said offering the man a smile and a handshake of his own. He briefly debated the merit of asking the man about whatever the bowl of tears was but since the stranger had wanted to kill Al for it, it might be a touchy subject. "Although i'm afraid i'm new to town, I don't suppose you could offer a place at least for the night?" Jack inquired seeking to sound as though he didn't want to trouble the man. Of course he had no doubt that Al would at least let him stay for the night but it never hurt to act modest.[@SpookySquid]