Jack chuckled at her hopes. It was not like the night had not ended that way before, a long time ago. Well, not as long of a time as they would think given their ages, but long enough that it was a flicker of memory. Rebekah knew too much about his past; his ups and downs, the real reason he went on his Ripper sprees. Jack stood at a crossroad where he hated overtly sexual woman and yet did not turn them down. It was not his fault if they could not stand the violence and blood lose that came with a night with him.
Rebakah though, oh little Rebekah. He did not call her little or girl because of her age, she was, after all, twice as old as he was, but it was the odd innocence she had in her soul. She wanted so badly to be loved and appreciated, fell so easily in love with all the wrong people. Rebakah was the gentler female version of him in that respect, even if she did not have the sick and twisted first love that he had that brought out the Ripper in him. He didn't know why Rebekah still put up with him, and, on the surface, didn't care that she would get messed up in his presence.
Following behind the blonde as they moved through the restaurant, a few glances given to them by the other patrons and staff, Jack let his eyes go black when a waitress stared too long and licked his lips at her. The girl immediately disappeared into the kitchen in panic.
Jack held the curtains back to let Rebekah enter first, following in close behind her, he rubbed down her shoulders and kissed her neck. "I thought it would make a nice start to the gathering of the family back together." Jack had used complusion on the waiters to make sure they would not complain or make a noise that might tell the other patrons of what was being eaten in the back booth. He didn't mind the noises of pleasure or pain, but preferred them quiet.
Jack gestured to the waiter with light brown hair and eyes to match. The boy was in his mid-twenties, but could have passed for twelve with his baby face. The sins of his life were not worn on the outside like with others. The boy got up from his seat and kissed Rebekah's hand as he was told to do earlier. "You have your choice of either, but I chose a nice Cabernet Sauvignon to go with." The wine was said to go best with simply prepared red meats, so it only was fitting to match their meal.