Jack observed Reinette's gaze, and the woman on which her eyes settled. Just another piece of information to bank away. A piece of information that may or may not prove useful at some point, or at least inform his knowledge about this curious woman before him.

"Oh now that'd be telling, wouldn't it," he grinned at her.

Well there was his history, of course. The knowledge of which even if rusty told him a little about her. "I suppose though, I'm at an unfair advantage. After all, you're famous. I obviously already know things about you."

He took one step forward, closer. "But then those are just words and facts. No, I'm more interested in the details."