Jack sat himself forward a little, and inclined slightly towards her.

"When you say you woke up, how? Where? Because I've got a feeling it wasn't like I woke up --trust me, I'm unique there-- What happens to me can't happen to you. You're right though, that this feels real. It's not a dream, I know that much."

He took his glass again and downed the contents in one.

"An escort? Really now, I left all that behind me years ago." He said, and shot a wink in her direction.