Frankly, had she shown up on time, Jack may have fallen over "dead". As it was, he was expecting this small show of bravado, hands teepeed against his chest as he waited for her.
Yes, the words only infuriated him further, a look of intense displeasure flitting across his features. "If you want the rest of the Hub to hear this, be my guest." He paused. "Then again, door open or closed they'll hear either the words or the bullets."
Not that he'd shoot her, no matter how strong the temptation was. The problem was that she was still one of the team, and the only reason he'd shot her the last time was because she was no longer Suzie. But he assumed she wasn't going to split the hairs like he was.
"Not happy?" Jack asked, lifting an eyebrow. "Oh, I say we could move past the realm of not happy and move towards the ranks of seriously pissed off."