Sarah had never been a good damsel in distress, and the minute she caught her balance (quite possibly thanks to Jack catching her) she let out a snort of frustration. She sat back up in the barstool, careful to lean against the bar as not to repeat the incident.

It did, however, take Sarah a couple of seconds to realise that her hand was still resting on Jack's arm, and that maybe it was time to remove it.

"You know perfectly well what," she replied, now feeling flustered over the whole incident.