Jack tossed Juno a look, then glanced around the empty room, then looked back to her, as if silently asking her what else they had going on for the next few hours. He followed it up with a smile and a nod before turning his attention back to Marco.
For a moment Jack could only stare at Marco, a slow, uncertain grin grossing his face. "Yep. To..." he raised a hand and twirled his fingers toward the ground in a circular motion. "All that. Pick whatever you want, Mr. Vasquez. You just...you let me know when you're ready to order."