Jacob looked at the man as he played it off. He was trying to play it off, as he stumbled through the conversation. But Jacob knew. He was never more certain of anything in his life. He was lucid, clear. He wanted to think he was crazy, but he knew he wasn't. Jacob looked into the man's eyes, and saw fear, or something close to it. He wasn't going to admit it, not out loud, not in public. 

[i]"I think you're just a little stressed out - we can talk about this, okay? Let me first just get someone that can, uh... help with that, like the emergency responders or police, alright?"[/i]

Jacob sucked his teeth, making a loud "tsk" noise. "Uhm, you know what man," he started. "I'm going to be late for work. So...uh. I'm just going to go" He finished. He put his hands on his hips, and nodded a few times, looking at the ground, with his brow furrowed. "I'm going to go to work. I guess we can pretend we never met, if you wanna keep this up" he muttered. Jacob felt cornered, more or less. Not in any actual danger, but that the onset of it was a few missteps away.

He looked around for a few more seconds, realizing the other girl, the one that has confused him more was gone. He figured she had run off too, hiding whatever inner truth was waiting to be discovered from this meeting. Jacob had never asked the man's name, and had never given his. He pulled out his car keys and unlocked his car. "I work at Yancy's. The department store? Its on 52nd and Bell. If you want to talk about.... your condition. I'll be there until 6 pm. If you don't, well, I guess forget we had this conversation." He said.

With that Jacob turned, and got in his car, starting it and driving off without giving Asher another look. Music flowed through the Jetta as he drove, thinking about the events. 
 [i]I'm like must not sleep, must warn others. Trust blocks creep where the dust storm hovers.[/i] Jacob thought the man would come around, but even if he didn't, it didn't really affect him. He would just return to his carefully constructed life. He would go to work. Change once a month. Go to work. Change once a month. Go to work. and into infinity the cycle would go. [i]I'm tryin' to walk on top of sunshine but it's ridiculous at times. that's why I'm touring with this warning.[/i] Jacob eventually reached work with a lot of the events of the morning pushed into the back of his memory.

Jacob got out his car, plodded across the parking lot, donning his green vest over his shirt. He walked in, clocked in, and went about his daily chores, restocking shelves and putting tags on merchandise. If and when Asher showed up, he would find jacob folding shirts and placing them on the display shelves to be destroyed in seconds by people searching for their appropriate sizes.