Jack was only walking through Times Square, looking for what was supposed to be a giant music and dvd store, when the pretty blond smiled at him. He smiled back. He didn't expect her to deliberately touch his arm.
He did notice that the crowd noises were quieting in her wake. There were gestures. Some rude. Some obscene. Some...confusing.
He took out his phone to call Kal and tell her what was going on, but even as it rang on the other end he realized he couldn't make a sound.
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