Scotty sat on the edge of the desk again, nodding in answer to Jack's question. "Could do with one, yeah." He realized that he was sort of letting Jack avoid the topic of his immortality, but then again... He was sort of avoiding it himself now. It'd be easier to cope with, maybe, once he'd had some time to think about it, but for right now... For right now, a drink would be a good place to start.