Oh, if there was some person that found it fun when someone insulted them, it was Jack. It was't so much that he liked being insulted so much that he appreciated the wit of the person who was able to come up with a really fine insult. Generally girls were just happy to laugh and talk about their hair, and a ton of other boring shit that no guy actually cared about but they put up with so that they could get their hands on a piece of ass. Jack really couldn't be bothered with that sort of thing. After all, if he wanted a mindless fuck he'd just invent a sex bot, right? That, of course, was more what he told himself than the actual truth if he had been confronted with it, but what Jack told himself was certainly good enough to sooth his own ego at the moment, and why shouldn't it be?
Jack smirked a little at her 'if one of us is queer' comment. "Hey, don't let me drag you out of the closet Suzy." He said with a smirk, which then widened when she commented on the fact that Jocks were stupid. "Don't like people with empty heads huh? I guess it's true what they say about opposites attracting then..." Yeah, she'd insulted him, so now he felt a little more comfortable insulting her. Not that he hadn't felt comfortable before, but those were happy funny insults. That last one was a little meaner, a little edgier, a little Jack-ier.
"Well, you WOULD know what a squirrel weighed if you would actually not be so whiny and just pick one up. They wouldn't bite you with that metal glove anyway. And if you can't actually catch one I don't think you're going to win our little bet." Jack said with a smirk. She looked pretty confident in her own abilities, but he was pretty confident in his own ability to toss that flask for way fucking more than a good touchdown pass, and he wouldn't have a metric ton of fat and muscle running towards him when he tried to do it either. It would be like taking candy from a baby, if, of course, Jia actually decided to man up and place a bet with him. On that front she seemed to be waffling quite a bit. Jack was not in the slightest amused at that, it felt too much like she was just here screwing with him to waste his time. And no one wasted his time but him himself.
"My name is actually pretty exotic itself." Jack said with a straight face. "Yeah, my name is actually Noneya. Noneya GoddamnedBusiness. " A smirk drew on his features which, of course, would soon fade as she started to haggle with him about her stipulations on the bet. After all, she was being a little unrealistic with her demands. Jack watched as she tried to waffle in on them as he upped the stakes to match her own original ones. Instead of giving him any leeway, he just found her waffling more and more on the whole matter, and it caused him to groan a little, shaking his head as he started to walk away from her once he had his flask back in his hand, ignoring her insult entirely.
"Not worth my time, Suzy. I gotta be honest with you, if you're not willing to bet high stakes then leave the goddamned poker tournament." Jack said as he stepped towards her, getting uncomfortably close now to her, but not putting his arms to trap her the way that he did last time, instead just pressing up against her to try to make her back down. "Tits come out, Suzy Q, or the bet's not really interesting. Besides, for all I know you're a terrible kisser, might be that I didn't win anything worth anything at all if I don't get to see you half naked." he said with a smirk.
"But suit yourself, Suzy. It's a lot easier for me not being nice to you and not having to remember whatever the fuck your real name is. There's only one reason to lower the stakes of a bet, Suzy, and that's when you're afraid you're going to Looose." He said, finally stepping around her, not caring if she backed down or not, instead heading on his merry way. "It's been a real blast though, Suzy. I'll make sure to toss a squirrel your way again real soon. You've got my word on it."