He playfully raised a hand to blind his eyes from the direction her bed most likely was, giving her a teasing grin while making his way to where Jane directed. As she spoke about the places she looked to live in, Jack wondered what she would think of his place. The architecture was old in and out without being exclusively residential since it had been an old factory.

The building only stood five floors but was only small by skyscraper standards. All the floors but the top (where Jack lived) had reasonably high ceilings without an industrial look. His apartment, however, had exposed rafters and ducts among old crown molding and brick. It was a little too soon to think of living arrangements but the thought crossed his mind regardless.

"I wouldn't expect anything less," he commented warmly with the matching grin to her explanation of her taste. "Coffee, please." Jack felt a little obtrusive in the quaint kitchen but wanted to remain where Jane requested. He enjoyed being in close proximity and wasn't one who necessarily liked being waited on in a different room, given his upbringing.