Jack dropped his hat back on his head before sitting down, taking a drink from his beer as he listened to her talk. He balked just slightly, at her mention of strip clubs- not thinking them any place for a lady ike her- but then, he was from the past, and she couldn't be as young as she looked. So, he just nodded a little as she finished up, before realizing what exactly she'd said, and shaking his head a little bit.
"Oh, no, miss. 'Not expectin' anything but t'be able t'buy a lady a drink, an' have a talk. M'not like that, miss, don't you worry. Speakin' of, y'want somethin'?" He gave the bartender a glance and nodded at him, to get him to come over. "Take care'a th'lady, on m'tab."