Grinning and bowing his head in thanks, Jack hopped out into the street, near running into a man who was fair too blond and tan and close for Jack's liking so he stumbled back with an awkward giggle, the blond beast trying to help steady him and Jack whimpering with dismay at that, getting closer to Greg instead, "With him," He chirped simply, and the man blinked and flashed a smile of ridiculously white teeth and then kept on his way.
Taking a breath and turning his head to lean his forehead against Greg's shoulder, forgetting for a moment that the man wasn't into the closeness and really risking an eye, Jack laughed, "Lord, I've not been around this many gay man for some time, I've gotten rusty."