Something quite solid suddenly caught Jack's ankle and jerked it towards his other foot, the same solid something crashing onto his shins, sending small jolts of pain up his legs. Hazel eyes flying open in surprise, he found himself staring dumbly at a young woman sprawled on the sidewalk next to him, her legs still over his ratty sneakers. She had just Levered herself up onto her hands and knees, Reaching hastily for groceries that had fallen out of the plastic bags she had obviously been carrying, looking slightly embarrassed with the situation. She glanced at him momentarily before she reached for her purse and he almost gave a wry smile. It would be just like a woman meeting a homeless stranger to worry about her purse... But then, the last thing he expected happened. The twenty dollar bill that was extended to him looked like a fortune, His hand shooting out halfway to grab it before he hesitated, looking at the woman warily. Blinking, he snatched The money away from her, Not wanting her to suddenly change her mind and put it away again. Only half listening to what she was saying, Jack hastily stuffed the money into one of his pockets, Mind already branching out to the possible locations of any local dealers, His head nodding absently. And then she said her name. All at once, his attention was snapped into place, focusing on her face, her voice.

"I had a friend named Ella once." He rasped, Throat and mouth dry from disuse. Quickly clearing his throat, he continued in a much more coherent voice. "I have one of those faces that people always seem to recognize. But it's Jack." Thoughts beginning to drift again, he quietly wondered just how much she had in her purse, what kind of food she had in the grocery bags was his secondary thought as his stomach grumbled once again. "thanks for the cash Ells." He flashed her a grin, Thinking back to the time when he had indeed had a friend with her same name and falling back on the nickname he had used out of habit. Breaking eye contact with her, he hungrily inspected her belongings, ready to jump forward as soon as she tried to get up.