Both eyebrows shot up and one hand went to cover his junk. "Ah, that wouldn't be good for either of us," he gave her a wry look. He could tell she was joking, or at least he fucking hoped so. "If it falls off in the shower, though..." he gave a bit of a shudder. "Anyway, I'll take note not to piss you or her off," stated.
Once she was in the truck, Jax made his way to the drivers side and climbed in, starting it up. "I was thinking of going to the Lodge," he looked over at her. "It's been a while since I've been there and it just seemed better than hitting up the Shamrock," he shrugged. Of course, one of the reasons was that at the Shamrock he'd have gotten razzed by the pack and he wasn't ready for that just yet. "That sound good to you?" He asked as he reversed out into the street.