Jake was mostly entertaining himself nowadays by playing several variations of Solitaire - the TV really held no interesting programs, and ironically enough, his arms were one of the few things on his body that wasn't royally screwed up at the moment. His gauze had been recently changed, but that was mostly to keep his bruised skin under something so that brushing it wouldn't hurt so much. His bedside table included several discarded, empty jello cups, a spill-proof bottle with water in it, as well as several individual tapioca puddings that had not been touched since his arrival.

Currently, he was in the middle of playing a game of Freecell. He'd had no visitors that day, except for little Maya, but she was probably busy helping herself to continental breakfast in the cafeteria. Either way, he didn't feel like eating anything, so he was happy to simply keep playing. He had just shifted the Queen of Hearts onto the King of Clubs when he heard a voice at his door.

Jake looked up from his cards to see a man dressed in all red, with long gray hair, that looked far too posh to be in a place like this. He frowned, his mind instantly going to another particular older gentleman who enjoyed wearing gaudy one-color suits, but, he didn't make his sentiment known. Instead, he tried to be cordial, thinking that he'd been looking for someone else. "Howdy. You lookin' fer someone? Reckon you must have the wrong room..." There had been a few people who had stopped and almost gone into his room when looking for the bloke next door, so perhaps he was looking for that guy.