Jack was still somewhat off-kilter from being wrangled onto the poorly constructed, drunkenly managed, and improperly disinfected rides as he stumbled away from Kitty and Jubilee, desperately trying to find something, anything to prop himself up against while regaining the composure he had lost due to sensory overload. There are only so many times you can breathe in the smell of hot, liquefied hamburgers and pizza slices before it makes you lose your mind; the effect's double when you've got the nose of a wolf. Finally, he found a bench and sat down.
Once he was back to himself he noticed that, on the other end of the bench sat another teammate; Billy Kaplan.