Jack was running late because he had to get the kids settled in and comes tearing into the bar on his new skates, probably faster than anyone should but having a constant supply of cocaine in the Nexus was causing his usual high energy to buzz up into hummingbird territory.

Grabbing the edge of the bar he glides around the corner, ducking the portion that flipped down to block others from walking back there randomly. Skating backward behind the bar he's perusing the booze trying to decide what to drink.