Jayce's... hairstyle didn't really give him the waiter look, so instead of doing that as his job in the diner, Jayce washed the dishes. Thanks to the quiet day, there wasn't a shitload of plates and shit to wash up, yet. Jayce was more thinking about the next hit that Donnie might give him, or another 'favour' that a 66 member will need that involves another guy disappearing from the face of the earth. It was quite an odd site, as he was wearing his apron but still had his custom harness that had all of his weapons. Six knives on his torso, one strapped to his arm, and two placed in sheathes that were strapped to his thighs. His Beretta also on the right side of his chest harness.