Laughing at that, Jack glanced over his shoulder at himself at the mirror and laughed more, "Good lord, I look like a twenty dollar hooker who just earned the rent money a day too late!" He looked up at Greg with his eyes shining with amusement, "If you want to keep prestine, dear, we can stop," He raised a thumb to rub along Greg's lipstick smear, getting some of it off, thoughtfully murmuring, "I do love it when you call me darling, by the way."