Funny, Jack had been wondering when the day would come when some hottie would come along and sweep him entirely off his feet. Not in the way Grace was frequently swept off of hers, which for some reason involved landing on her ass on the ground, but just sort of... moved. Unfortunately, the 'moving' wasn't done by a dashing young man but by some Amazonian-Xena-like woman.
And where she set him... was not on the pathway he needed to be on. It was... was he facing the gate again? Turning, he brushed his clothes off from where she had touched him and cocked his head quizzically. "Excuse me... who do you think you are? You are interrupting a very important endeavor of mine."
Not that it mattered that the endeavor was the pursuit of an attractive behind. It was an endeavor all the same and one that mattered a great deal to Jack. It was unfortunate now that Jack couldn't even see the gentleman in the distance anymore. "Gone! Gone! My plans awash. I lost him."