After spending some recreational time with Dom, Jack had wandered back to his own room for actual sleep for a few hours before settling in for some relaxation time. His compartment was full of expensive things he had picked up over the course of both his solitary adventures as well as those he had engaged in since boarding with Dom. Jack called it ample, but someone else might have called it cluttered.
He had been lounging in his bed, surrounded by brightly colored silk pillows and fluffy satin blankets, reading when Dom's voice came over the com. "Is it sausage?" he asked playfully even as he got up, pulling on a pair of blue suede pants that had been distressed to the point where they were so soft they barely even felt like pants. And the color was something he would defend with his life. It went perfectly with his complexion and hair color.
Shirtless and barefoot, Jack made his way to the kitchen, where he leaned heavily against the doorway and just watched Dom and Longshot for a moment. Now it was his turn to enjoy the view, and it was pretty good. Also it was giving him an idea of what he might want as a present for his next birthday. "You didn't mention anything about a grand tour. I would have dressed for the occasion."