Jack followed Leonard's explanation, feeling a vast confusion not only at the items in the window, but at the man's sudden retreat from both. Clearly uncomfortable with whatever it was there, Jack let the matter drop, continuuing their walk on the beautiful, early summer day.

"Yeah, scotch'll be just fine." He smirked a little in the other man's direction. "Unless you got some whiskey." Pocketing his hands, Jack came across something in one of them and pulled out his harmonica. He grinned, remembering how much Ennis nagged him about it and brought it up to his lips. "Got a request, Leonard?"