Jane Part 1

Jane Part 1: He was 23. She was 67 at best. But hell, he wants to go. Twenty minutes later he's back at the bar. He orders a Bud and then cries. He walks outside and vomits on the curb. She comes back to the bar and looks out the window. "He couldn't handle it." I hand her a bottle of Chardonnay and say, "Handle this back in your room, you're going to kill him." She takes the bottle and walks away.