One knew Jack Harkness had spent too much time with aliens when none of this phased him. Or, rather, he was filing all this away for entry later on. New city, and a new set of citizens. He was foolish to think things would have remained the same between Cardiff and Los Angeles.
"Gul Dukat," Jack said, inclining his head in much the same fashion as the Cardassian had. He reached for the bottle of beer, observed the label and took a swig. One other thing to get used to around here: drink certainly wasn't the same here as it was in Wales. "I appreciate it, but I've always been a beer drinking fellow." For the most part. "So, do tell me, what brings a man of your ilk to this tiny corner of the universe?"