"Greg's got a decoder ring for my oddities, it seems. Came in a shreddies box," Laughing, Jack looked to Ray and smiled a bit as he spoke. It was ridiculous how dizzy having dinner with these men was making Jack, his mind taking a moment each time one spoke to go 'Pardon me, but have you noticed he looks exactly like the man who just spoke?'. His brain was so helpful sometimes.
"What Greg tells me is bias because he's head over heels," Jack shrugged as he took a bite of a bun and listened, smiling all the more, "Are you, now? If you do, I'll expect some sort of tour and/or lesson. Jules will tell you, I love a good boogie. Greg might tell you as well, as long as it's classic Spice Girls that I am boggie-ing to."