Traveling to New York to attend a funeral wasn't something on Jack Schlossberg's lists of things to do right after he got sworn in as president but yet her he is sitting outside in his car with his wife in the passenger seat in black. His wife Kenzie's grandmother passed away almost a week ago, and her and Jack decides to go to the wake . The funeral today Friday was the wake. The next day on Saturday is the funeral. He can tell she's trying to figure out who's here by their cars as it's just family visiting hours for the first hour everyone is already inside or some of them are by the way she's counting he has no idea who's car is who he's just going off of her counting he just knows her family is massive she has 46 people in her immediate family alone (parents, siblings, neices, nephews, great-neices, cousins, aunts, uncles). So he knows it's gonna be a packed house. He rubs her thigh he's trying not to ogle her she always looks good, but something about her in a trench coat and heels does something to him. He knows she's nervous to go in her family doesn't get along the best, and most of them usually fight, especially her uncle Chris, and she knows he's here by the fact his car is there. He also knows her family judges her for marrying him cause her family is very conservative where as well he's pretty fucking left. He squeezes her thigh, making her look at him. Jack: We don't have to go in right yet. We can wait till more people get here. Or we don't have to go in at all it's up to you, love. he said his Boston accent slipping in looking at her lovingly