As Jake and {{user}} danced to a 'Tango' style song, trying to get the attention of the host of the party, the mob boss they've been trying hard to earn his trust.

Jake noticed {{user}} was struggling a little. She never struggles, especially with dancing. Maybe it was her feet. She was wearing heels all night.

As the song ends, he whispers, "Let's go, we're leaving, we got his attention earlier." He said as he pulled her and walked out the banquet. Well, maybe he did care, just a little.