Reinette's gaze continued to follow Jack closely, as if to assure herself this absurd matter of thanks was truly at rest. Whatever she witnessed seemed to satisfy her, and she followed Jack around to settle onto the long, leather sofa.

It was larger than she was accustomed to, and while soft the leather was cool beneath her skin. She could feel it through the fabric of her gown. Reinette wondered if she was not here, if Jack would have claimed this space the way he seemed to claimed a bed. Sprawled across it, feet resting on one arm.

She smiled at the picture it presented.

Hands resting in her lap, as if they were still sitting in her salon Reinette tilted her head towards Jack.

"I defer to your great knowledge in this matter."