Jack had been reading a random tabloid about himself, feeling vain for doing so, but the nurse had given it to him. There was a picture of him with Jules when he first arrived, sitting on the man's lap in his wheel chair and laughing. Jack realized he looked awful when he laughed. Oh well.
The whistle made him blush and look up, wondering if the nurses had gotten bolder, and he grinned when he saw Jack.
"Oh, shut up, I look like a tramp who is slumming it, and you know it," Jack snickered, giving the man a quick peck in return before sighing and laying back on his pillows, "How are you, darling? Did you save the world, after all, with your team?"