"Oh, you don't. You look far happpier," Jack stuck out his tongue, waiting for the car to stop moving before hopping out and looking up at the shop. At that moment, Jack was wearing deep purple jeans, boots and a long sleeved white shirt, and he quite frankly was not sure he was what they would want in the shop, but then...He was rock royalty, so he supposed they would have to deal.
"Of course it's open bar, darling-Melissa will be there."