She was... she was... laughing? Jack raised an eyebrow as he mentally pictured both of his shoulder devils rolling their eyes and slapping their foreheads in unison as he stared at her as she just... laughed... at him. Pausing for a moment, Jack straightened a little, dropping the act as he dusted off his shirt lightly, like a bird trying to lay down its own feathers that had been ruffled. And why shouldn't they be ruffled by her just... just... laughing at him? How dare she? That was his gig, goddamn it, and turning the tables on him and getting the first laugh was just... just... wrong! So very very wrong. Like thinking about your grandparents being into latex bondage wrong! And with each melodious note of laughter Jack felt his teeth gritting a little tighter as he stared at her, forcing himself not to glare as she laughed at him.
"Y-yes... seriously! What if that plane had hit me in the crotch, and like... done some sort of damage that... only... a handjob could fix... I mean... you don't know... shut up!" Jack said as he crossed his arms, too flustered to think of a good comeback. He didn't really expect that she was just going to fucking laugh at him like this. Sure, she could have slapped him, or told him that he was a pig, and go to hell. That was the expected result. Hell, even though it would have been a shocker, he would have settled for her actually reaching in there and giving him a nice stiffy, but just laughing at him was completely and totally uncalled for. The utter nerve!
Pulling out his hip flask he took a deep drink of it as he pondered how to answer her question of whether or not it worked, then raised up a finger and pointed it in her face, directly at her nose as he looked her in the eye. "Oh, it works. You have no idea how much ass I've gotten using that line. You use that line down at the nursing school, and it's like dropping a fucking samoyed puppy in their laps, they just get these big eyes and strip you down and do... stuff... and... stuff..." Jack realized that he was stumbling over his words again as she smiled at him with that heart melting smile that he was fairly certain could cause a man to run into a tree for staring at it.
"Y-you just shut up, okay. I... I'll have you know I get plenty of tail, plenty of it. With that line. And only that line. In fact, that is my only line, and I get more booty than a pirate..." Jack mentally groaned at that one as he took a step back. "Don't judge me... I throw lightning at squirrels, huh? SQUIRRELS. And I scare dryads and you... you just better watch your back because... I'm dangerous... yeah. Like Darkwing Duck." Jesus fuck, why did he just say that?
"DANGEROUS!" Way to stick to your guns, Jack. Nice going there.