Jack was mid-way through stuffing a large mouthful of chicken and rice into his mouth when he noticed that a little blonde head (which rested on top of a little fast body!) was heading right his way. He blinked in surprise and then chewed rather quickly so he could swallow. Incase there was some sort of collision, he didn't want to add choking on Chinese food to the mix. That somehow seemed embarassing.
He managed to swallow his food as the little imp drew closer. Glancing up, he noticed a rather larger and dark haired person was coming after the wee one. A larger and darker haired person who looked like...
Oh holy Merlin! Donaghan Tremlett. That was Donaghan Tremlett. Donaghan Tremlett! Another of the Weird Sisters. Jack flailed a little bit and ended up tossing his fork over his shoulder, as his fingers had decided that gripping it was an overrated and unnecessary thing.
"Uhh, hello," he said, his eyes darting between the little spirte and the man - the Weird Sister bass player! "Whoa there!" he added to the miniature blonde freight train.