Jack had just gotten his shirt on when he heard Greg and came out into the main room, smiling widely. And stopping with a little falter at the sight of Raymond.
"Goodness, hullo," He laughed after a moment, offering his hand, "I'm the odd one out, it seems, better known as Jack," His eyes darted to Greg (thank God Ray had spoken or else he might have taken longer figuring out which was which, but Greg certainly was not British and also was not polite), "And we are fairly decent, dear, sadly, you just missed me changing. There will be an encore of that later on this evening, and a curtain call perhaps, but we'll see how dinner goes!"