Hoyt had heard this message several times tonight, hell he had even had it mesmerized the amount of times that he had called Jessica's cell. He needed too see her, he had heard nothing from her even after his visit with vampire Bill. He didn't know where this urge to see her came from, but he knew that he had too see her. Hoyt had spoken with Sam Merlotte and asked if Jessica was working tonight and he said that she wasn't. Just his luck that the one night he had come to the bar she was not working. Merlotte's was busy as usual on a Friday night, Jane Bodehouse was propped up at the bar drinking her usual cocktail, good lord everyone knew how she would end up. In a misty drunken state that Sam would have to call her a cab home once again.
After being served another beer by Arlene as she hurried about taking orders and serving other customers. Maybe Sam ought to get another waitress to help her out. After taking a large sip of his beer he hit dial again on his cell, knowing that it would probably go straight to voice mail once again....only this time it didn't. It started to ring, he took a much needed breath as he waited for Jessica to answer.