The look was definitely noticed, and it made something shift. Jack wasn't stupid - he was pretty sure he was here for more than just to see the goat. Although he would have been completely happy to just meet Heath for a chat. But he wasn't going to turn down more.
He had always had a musical crush on all of the Weird Sisters. But Heathcote was the one who had smouldered on the posters of the band he'd had up in his room at school, at home.
He was quick to follow after the man, glancing at the rooms as they went in a decidely bedroomly direction.