Grey Eyes
Silas had supposedly been away from the Order for a while, but when he got word that Jasper had returned from his unplanned departure he quickly made contact and requested a visit. Jasper, of course, wasn't going to say no. Especially to one of his oldest friends. It had been too long, and Jasper had much to share. He kept it simple for Silas's arrival. The door was unlocked, all but ready for his arrival whenever he set down on the landing pad, and he had already broken out one of his good bottles of alcohol, an aged bottle of Chadian rum. Rum was always a good mixer, so he was squirreled away behind his kitchen counter preparing a collection of things to throw together cocktails if his friend wanted to.
And thus the stage was set for Silas's arrival. Simple, but Jasper knew that was the preferred way to go about it. After all, with so much history between the two of them there really was no other way to go about reconnecting than simply sitting down and talking over a drink.
Best not to over-complicate things.