Rather than joining her by actually sitting down properly, her movement reminds Jack that there's something else he'd normally enjoy with his pastries and he wanders back behind the counter in search of coffee, still munching.
"So, Earth, huh?" he observes wryly, with a good deal of amusement. The different worlds or realms or realities or whatever the people here come from rarely fail to stimulate interesting conversation!
He finds the coffee machine and heads over to it. "To be fair, this place isn't that different from Earth, really, except a lot smaller." And without the option to leave it, though most people don't get that either. He glances outside towards the screeching raptors. "Well, and the raptors. Don't tend to get a lot of those in modern-day Earth. At least - are you modern-day? Do you even have calendars in Hell?"