The drinks were ordered immediately- a red wine for her and the usual water for him- all done whilst he listened to yet more of her querying tone, amusement clearly defined by his lingering smile as he removed his hefty coat and sat down on a bar stool.

"But it's not important where I'm from. It doesn't change who I am or what I do. It's just a place and a time that remains insignificant." Reaching for his glass the moment it was placed near him, Jack took a slow sip, obviously not anymore willing to be cooperative over questions than he normally would be. Generally, the only time he divulged secrets was when amnesia pills were somewhere in the process, and he didn't fancy doing that to Sarah Jane. Not yet. Not to a friend of the Doctors..