"Oh, yes!"  Jack exclaimed.  "America, Rengo Rico! Yes, that's right, thank you tremendously."Jack said as a grin began to pull at the corner of his mouth. Eccentric was an easy enough act for Jack to play.  After all, he was an exceptionally strange fellow.  Might as well run with it, he thought.

But the tournament, yes, that was where he was.  Things made sense now, and blurred memories began to clear. Rengo Rico, a city where dreams could be made.  The game was now, most certainly afoot.

  "Been awake far too long," he explained to the young lady who had answered his question.  "Quiet disoriented." he continued, following her now into the limousine.  "My name is Jack, Jack DuBois.  Yourself?"