Jack gave her a divertive grin, thinking he'd appeal to her by using her native tongue. And yet she chose to use English. Fine by him, much easier than trying to remember languages he would possibly no longer need if he were as caught here as everyone claimed.
"Right, well, what would you like to drink, love?" Jack stood behind her chair, one arm tucked under the elbow of the other, which he held under his chin, eying the various liquid refreshments that this place had to offer. "Bugger...so many choices." He narrowed his brows, thinking he might just go with whatever Delphine chose.