"Spinsters and ugly old men, dear," Jack pointed out as he came out of the dressing room, tugging his shirt down, "Alright, ready to go? I'll just tell them what I need done and we can roll on out of here!" He waggled his brows as he carried the suit to the counter, talking with the worker for a moment, signing something while shooting Greg a glance before the customer from earlier finally approached and got an autograph as well, and Jack smiled as he spoke-He didn't really mind fans, truthfully. He hadn't dealt with them for long, but he enjoyed their excitement to meet him.