Well, I am in costume right now. Robin Hood though... I don't hate it.
[ He lets himself be twirled, recognizing the motion for what it was, if not why. It was disappointing - Jack was good looking, and he had thought he was clearly interested. It would have made for a fun evening, to say the least. Not that he wasn't having fun, it would just be a different kind of fun.
He comes back to Jack, less close now though, even if he did hope Jack would change his mind. His eyes flicker to the band, not having remembered seeing it before and didn't think it went with Jack's current attire, per say. He seemed a man that was put together, so something out of place wasn't so easy to just pass over. ]