Jude ran his hand through his hair, and took a few more shots. He hoped Juliette wouldn't see the pictures, he wanted to focus on Red but he kept thinking about Juliette. Jude eventually shook those feelings and continued telling stupid stories to Red. Jude stood up and plopped himself onto the couch, bringing the vodka with him. He motioned for Red to join him. He licked his lips, they tasted like vodka.