Jack smirked, almost imperceptibly, and he glanced over at her, giving her a look that really required no words; knowing and a little laughter beneath the surface.

"As if I'd ever do such a thing," he said with a wink.

As they arrived at her chosen location Jack nodded. He nodded and placed down the basket, opening it and pulling free a chequered blanket. He lay it down on the grass and offered out his hand to assist her down.

"We've got sandwiches, bits and pieces. Help yourself," he said, being none too helpful with his descriptions.

He sat himself then and pulled from his pocket a pair of sunglasses, propping them up onto his face.

"All these people," he said, "and none of them have any idea. You know that never really grows old."