Handshakes are absolutely a cowboy thing and Jake takes that hand eagerly and with a laugh. "Yeah, that's the first thing I'm gonna do, B. Gotta get your score off that board."
That makes him smile a little, hearing the laugh. He shakes back carefully, but not too badly, then steps back. "Good luck with that. And I hope you get what you're looking for here. Goodbye, Jake."
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He looks up to him and turns, walking back down the hallway, whiskey bottle in hand and paper dog in his pocket.