Jack didn't have to pretend to be disgusted when she mentioned that it was a fucking Archie comic book. He'd been expecting X-men or some sort of shit like that. Archie was... no... just fucking no. That was the sort of comic book that girls and old people who remembered the 50's read. Not the sort of thing that he'd be caught dead with. Not at all. That was minus one for the girl with the nice funbags, that was for certain. Still, she already had a pretty heavy tally of minuses and he couldn't seem to get her to leave him the fuck alone no matter what he tried, so inviting her in seemed to be the only thing that was rational to do at this point, that or call the cops. But then, he was pretty sure the monkey police weren't exactly going to be very friendly to a godling anyway. So he didn't think that much would be done about it even if he did.
"Yes, for the love of all that's holy trash it now." Jack growled out.
He couldn't help but snicker as she mentioned that she came disease free. "Don't we sound like a craigslist ad now..." he said with a light shake of his head, trying not to roll his eyes as she called him a cool guy that she was trying to make friends with. "Yeah, I'm not very good at making friends, but I'm pretty sure insisting upon coming into someone's house is more along the lines of pissing them off than making friends with them. And pissing people off, on the other hand, is something that I happen to be very, very VERY good at." Jack replied a little. The part about him being rare made him snicker. "Yeah, I'm just a goddamned diamond in the rough. Me and fucking Aladdin."
Of course, he had let her into his place, and she had taken off her top, which had nearly caused him to choke on some pretty cheap whiskey. Then again, she was pretty hot. Those C cup beauties were hanging free now, and despite himself Jack found himself taking a slow drink of his whiskey as he just stared at them, taking them in slowly for a moment, not really sure what to do or say. He really needed to follow all of this up with something suave, but the nearest thing he could think of was an excuse to get undressed, and he was already undressed. Kaydence seemed to have some good ideas though, and he nodded a little dumbly as she presented them to him, clearly more enraptured by her breasts than what she was saying.
Her comment about him having told her to though snapped him out of it and he shook his head. "Jesus Christ. From now on I need to make the policy a blowjob if people are just going to start following it." he said, slowly starting to move past her. Getting close to her seemed a little dangerous though, so he gave her a nice wide berth, eyeing her tits as if he were afraid they might attack him or something. God only knew that he was in the twilight zone at the moment, and fucking anything could really happen here.
Thankfully, clean cups were about the only thing Jack did have. Drinking out of a bottle got old and good liquor did taste better out of a clean glass. Pulling out a pair he pulled out the other bottle, eyeing it. Damn, the good stuff. He almost felt bad about insulting her now. Almost. Putting the top up to his teeth he unscrewed the cap rather easily and then poured the two drinks into the glasses, setting the bottle down on the counter as he slowly came towards her, and held the glass out at arm's length so he could still make sure that he gave her that room. Her comments made him feel a little warmer, and he tried not to make the swallow he made at them obvious.
"Right... something fun. Got any suggestions of something fun you want to do?" Jack said, taking a drink of the finer whiskey from his glass. He would definitely feel better if he were drunker, that much was certain.