Truth to told, Jenna enjoyed the feel of his hand against her back and her smile grew as he lifted his fingers to toy with the ends of her hair. It helped her to feel connected and grounded as well, especially since she could sense that he was having moments of doubt. They had chosen to be there but she knew it had to make him somewhat uncomfortable to under the scrutinizing gaze of the girls. Was he worried about what they would say to her?

"Whiskey." She answered him with a warm smile. "What are you having?"