Micah
I look into Jake's eyes and displace something that has never been seen before in my eyes, and is unlikely never to be seen again. Absolute and utter sadness. I lean in and whisper so quietly it's barely audible;
"I am unable to be removed from this existence, I've tried myself in every way imaginable. "
The look on my face remains for a moment longer before my smirk returns. 
"To be completely honest, I'm surprised that I haven't seen you here sooner. I've been living in the area for about..."
I trail off, then shout to "Julio, about how long have I been coming here?"
"About six months." His deep voice booms from the backroom. 
I point in the direction of his voice with a cigarette in hand.
"See? I've been here six months without incident."