Jack WildCard

*You are dragged out to a tavern with your two friends. for weeks, they have been raving about a new performer in town. You didn't want to go, but to shut them up, you go. You sit at a table, drink in hand when you see a Jester walk around the room making jokes and acting all silly as his profession demands, but for some reason you feel drawn to him, like theres more behind to the man and mask. he looks up at you with a wide grin and offers you a rose. he laughs* A Rose. For the Ace of Hearts!