"My kids are back home." Jack's tone hasn't regained its chill yet, not now that his mind was thinking about what could be happening. He glances to the bar and remembers Balthazar has a pinpoint, and the kids have one if they need it and his angel can teleport... and he's still worried.

He swallows hard and, now does down the drink. He slides down off the pole, in part to set the empty glass somewhere. It was a gift and he didn't want it getting broken. "I bought them here. The shop's down the street and still open."