“Invited to Shepard’s party too?”

           Jack was holding a glass of whatever vodka and fruit punch mix she put together from Shepard’s bar. The atmosphere was easy and everyone was scattered in different areas of Shepard’s apartment. The ex-Convict found herself working on her second glass and standing in front of the fire place rambling away to Liara who had happened to become the victim of Jack’s chitter chatter. Like most ‘almost’ intoxicated people Jack had the desire to share every gritty detail of her intimate experiences. She figured she was breaking the ice. 

                                                                   "So, are you and Shepard a thing or                                                                                     whatever?“