Jack knew he had piqued Galad's interest when the elf sat up, looking at him like cat looked at a mouse hole. "Really?" Jack asked slyly. "Considering your mental prowess, I would have thought you excellent at multi-tasking."
Jack realized he was copying Galad, tapping his pen against his desktop. He stopped, putting the pen away. "So, the lead role? I never did peg you as a leading man, though I can't say the role doesn't suit you. You especially lean towards the slightly more villainous, don't you?"