As the scene before him played out, Jacque found himself sprawled on his belly with his legs intertwined and his head held up by both his real limb and the one made of water, looking for all the world like a child watching television on the floor. "I'd kill for some licorice. This looks like its gonna be good." he mused while studying each person carefully. So far the most interesting of the bunch was the umbramancer who had summoned multiple shadows with weapons, though he seemed a bit hesitant to actually get violent, the one with the tendrils also proved to be most interesting, and unlike the first guy he seemed more than willing to shed some blood if his words were any indicator, lastly, there was the young woman, who's abilities Jacque had yet to asses, making her a bit of a wild card. "T'hell with going home, this shit's better than pay-per-view." he sniggered as he began to kick his legs back and forth softly.