Jim arrives about ten minutes later immaculately clean and dressed in some of Bryce's workout clothes - yoga pants, tank top, and unzipped hoodie sweatshirt, all black. He's not a large man; clothing designed to give Bryce extra space to move is only a little bit tight on him, and the way he carries himself makes it look like a fashion choice.

"Hope you don't mind," he says, taking a seat. "I'll have them laundered and leave them with the Bar."