It probably said a lot about Jude that he didn't even bother to ask what was in the glass, simply took it and downed the contents in one go. He smirked when Grey asked him to get the door, putting on a high, female voice as he answered. "Yes, dear." Regardless, he went to answer it anyway and there was a couple of minutes of conversation before the door closed again. "You owe Sean a tip," he informed Grey as he set the tray down. "I tried to tell him that seeing this-" he gestured to the length of his body, "Should've been the best tip he's ever had but he wasn't too impressed." Which was a slight blow to his ego but apparently not everyone went for tattooed, in need of a shower and a good meal kind of men. Oh well. The insult was quickly forgotten about when Jude spied the contents of the tray and he wasted no time in shoving a pancake in his mouth, somehow managing to talk around the mouthful. "So, you got much on today?" The nature of Grey's work had always appealed to Jude, he liked the idea of spending all day taking crazy photos of the dancers and people running around backstage. Too bad he had neither the skill, patience or attention span for it. "I think I had a shift this morning," he added with a slight frown before shrugging. "Whoops." Too late to do anything about that now.