so into your mystery ; open, joining

[JERSEYBOY]

[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 45%; color: black; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;"]Now that was an accent if he ever heard one. Jerseyboy was fairly certain that he had an accent himself, but he was so used to it that he didn't hear anything in particular. Anything that sounded somewhat foreign was intriguing to him, and that was what led to him waltzing up next to Jacob. He managed a small, amused smirk and slightly furrowed his figurative brows, glancing towards the husky and snickering, "What; this guy come straight outta' the Saint Paddy's Day parade?" Of course, he couldn't distinguish Scottish from Irish, but he really couldn't give less of a damn. Jersey turned back towards the stranger, joking, "Hope you ain't plannin' on pinchin' us, 'cause I ain't wearin' any green." His eyes were an exception, of course. But he was only trying to poke fun at the guy, maybe get something out of him. It was simply what he did best, though he didn't mean any real harm.