Jack didn't miss a trick. Despite the odd mix of casual yet solid attitude and stance, he was watching, and watching for every little detail. He was watching and waiting and looking to see what he might find or what he might learn about the woman standing in front of him.
It was a little like he treated people when working out if he thought they were 'Torchwood material', though that at the same time was far from what he was doing.
"Nice to meet you, Jeanne-Antoinette Poisson," he said with a smirk, parroting her name back to her as he watched her move. It was familiar, and in the back of his head he thought he should know it.
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Date: 2009-11-26 07:39 am (UTC)It was a little like he treated people when working out if he thought they were 'Torchwood material', though that at the same time was far from what he was doing.
"Nice to meet you, Jeanne-Antoinette Poisson," he said with a smirk, parroting her name back to her as he watched her move. It was familiar, and in the back of his head he thought he should know it.
He didn't give his name.