Jack, for a moment, stayed simply where he was. He looked up at Alex and watched her as she stood. He watched as she took her glass and watched where her eyes sat. Examining her in every way and being quite utterly blatant about his observations (and where they lay).

His eyes shifted just slightly, but seemingly in such a way to highlight the fact that he very much was looking. And he liked what he saw.

The look in her eyes and the twist of her lips made Jack grin a little, and his own eyes creased a little at the corners.

He took her hand and stood, looking back down at her. "Best suggestion I've heard all week," he said, voice still a whisper."

With his free hand he reached out and took the wine glass from hers and took a sip from it before placing it back down on the table.

"You're not going to need that."