Okay. [ it's said softly. she doesn't really know who jack is, but she'll keep it in mind. she thinks of sam, passingly, when martha seems to be listing who she flirts with - flashes back to that day at the library, where sam usually sits, a dog bone and a coffee set out for him.
but she doesn't ask. despite the wave of jealousy she feels, it's not her place, or her right.
there is one more thing martha should know: ] If someone named Damon bothers you... Bothering people is kind of what he does. You can send him my way.