Jack accepted the glass of water with a polite smile before taking a sip. Samuel's look did not go unnoticed and Jack made a decision to also sit down beside the other man.

He considered Samuel's question. It was a simple question, of course. A reasonable question, logical... Nonetheless, it was a question Jack didn't have a concise answer for. Truthfully, he hadn't gone into great detail over this particular "plan" of his. And well... that's how he was trying to do things, make a plan but not actually plan too many details.

"Ahhh," He began and cast his eyes downward, focusing on the glass he was holding. "I'm by no means..." Jack stopped and frowned. No, that wouldn't do.

However, blunt honesty. Now, that sounded good.

He swallowed and looked Samuel directly in the eyes. "What would you say if I told you that, I'm having what some may call "a mid-life crisis?" I've been dissatisfied most of my life. I recently quit my job. I broke up with my fiancée. But, I used to sketch when I was a child, so I've decided I would like to learn anything artsy."

Jack grinned; somehow his little, or not so little, confession made him amused, happy even.

Or I'm crazy.

Sam returned with a glass of water for Jack to see him still standing in the middle of the room. He gave him a rather odd look before sitting down on the couch himself.

Hell if he was going to stand just because the other man was quirky.

"So," he broke the silence. "You want me to teach you, yes? What exactly are you looking to learn?" He made a face and chuckled a bit nervously. "I'm kinda new to this sort of thing. So, I figure we'll see what you want to learn, what you can do, and then just go from there?"

Maybe that wasn't the best way to start things. It certainly wasn't making him look professional. Sam sighed mentally.

Way to go! And I could really use that cash, too . . . .