Jack embraced his sister too, tears of his own still on his face and eyes. "Emily, thank you." He stepped away from his twin, kissed Emily on the cheek, "Thank you." and returned to his own sister, grinning at the girl happily. She was the older of the two, and the closest person to him.

Sitting besides her, hand in hers, he grinned. "Across the clubs, there are 3 twins. We're the second most unique in that we're not identical twins. Emily and Erika are slightly more so in the fact they have british blood." He wrapped his arms around her, cuddling happily. He seemed more then willing to assist his twin sister in hosting, even swapping out aspects of his suit to look more like a butler. His hosting was smooth and flowing, and he seemed to be fine with any female guests.

"Oh, sister. Who's the gothic looking girl? She was tall, almost 6 foot. Long black hair, pale and thin. She gave me this." He turned his hand to face Jacklyn. "Look, she made these for us.." Indeed, the red locket had her name on, and the blue his. "So we can be near eachother.."

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"But he knows it's an act. Jack's a real sweetie to women, but he treats them all like friends. That implies he's already in love. He clearly loves Jacklyn, but she's his twin. So, either he has someone secret, or.. he's into men."